An Autumn of Leaves
By Richard L. Provencher
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create a cradle of colour. From
maple heights and journeys
beyond a curlicue
of shades rides a windy season.
In a whisper of movement
curled up edges drop quickly--
as Fall slow-turns to Winter-white.
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Beautiful poem Richard.
Beautiful poem Richard.
Thank you for sharing.
Jenny.
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Enjoyed! The wind blowing
Enjoyed! The wind blowing autumn into winter! Rhiannon
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this is lovely. If ever I got
this is lovely. If ever I got to choose where in the world I'd like to visit, it would be those maple trees when the leaves turn, I'd love to walk under them. Your poem makes a beautiful picture to help my imagining. I love "cradle of colour" but it's so full of movement too, with "curlicue" I can feel the wind curling through it. Thankyou for posting
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I would love to see a book of
I would love to see a book of poetry by you and Rhiannon and Jenny and other writers, and I'm honoured you ask me too, but I have had no luck ever getting my stuff published
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Excellent!
Excellent! Enjoyed! Your poem reminds me of Narnia of the scene with Lucy with the falling leaves in Prince Caspian. A sense of wonder.
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Actually we have a few
Actually we have a few good writers in Africa on ABC. One could/should make a list I guess.
All the best Richard! Stay well! Sala kahle!
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