Octoberfest

By Richard L. Provencher

Thu, 26 May 2011
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The wind is a tangle
of leaves
once clinging
comfortably
among the maples
unmasked
during autumn’s ritual
where countless
curlicues
are in carefree
descent

a flotilla
of curled-up edges
layered
in calico shades
preening
beneath a golden sun

orange, reddish-hue
and yellow tinge.
From lofty
spires to natural
journeys
below
leafy dances
in lingering trembles.

© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/

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POETRY - A Passage of Motion 2
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Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Hello Richard, this poem sent shivers through me, so descriptive and so beautiful. You certainly have a way with words. Thankyou for another incredible read. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you Jenny. Autumn is my favourite season, carefree, colourful and mysterious. RLP
Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by seashore on
Beautiful

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
And thank you too, Seashore. Nature has always intrigue me, with its natural dance among my thoughts, skillfully weaving through my emotions. Sharing these feelings through the written (typed) word is a blessing. RLP
Richard L. Provencher