Stuff that finds its way from my pen(cil) to the paper.
You have really painted the words beautifully :-)
It is very beautiful too, isn't it. We are lucky to see the leaves change colours here every year, it is quite spectacular as is your poem to describe the fall dying.
That's how dramatic! The leaves choose to fall and into decay all at once. Gets frightening at the abundance! Nicely rendered Laura!Hank
Laura, this is so true...death has never been as beautiful as we experience it in fall each year (before everything turns brown - sigh). A nice write.
I agree with you : )Someone said, "Am schönsten ist der Zweig, der unter der Last seiner Blüte bricht" / "The most beautiful twig is the one that breaks under the weight of its blooms."Btw I changed my blog's address to starwatcher521.blogspot.com .
Laura, This is fantastic! What a wonderful take on the prompt. Thank you for visiting my blog also :-) look forward to reading more of your talented way with words.
There's the thing to learn from the autumn leaves. Impressive lines. Keep up the good work! :)
Spectacular - we should all take inspiration from the leaves! I know I am crackling as loudly as I can, hee hee.
I whole-heartedly agree with you. There is nothing as breath-taking as the turning leaves. Beautiful lines of poetry here.
Laura Maria,I agree with your autumnal thoughts. I love the riot of colours and the crunchy noises from the leaves. Not going quietly!!!Thank you for your visit to my Blog today:)Eileen
How Gorgeous!! I shall have to think about this death that looks so alive, but your poem is a knock out and your picture shocks as the tree twists and turns a live figure in the fire. I like the nod to TS ELiot as well. Wow.I want to thank you for visiting my blog and leaving a commetn. Looking forward to return trips.
I like the image of leaves setting themselves on fire.
I love the sassy view you shared!Wonderful :D
Love it...and what a provocative photo as well.
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