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Dahlia May 5
there's something about you
that buries itself in my chest
growing its roots somewhere deep inside
blooming and blossoming
reaching and tangling around my veins
wrapping its vines around my bones
spreading its pollen through my bloodstream with every gentle heartbeat
seeping through my fingers and toes
crawling up my spine and flowering in my thoughts
I carry you everywhere
and as I fall asleep at night,
I think about the way it feels
to have you next to me
I've been friends with you for what feels like forever. I wish I could tell you how I really feel, but I'm scared I'm going to ruin what we have.
LC Apr 22
dew rests on sheer leaves
as saplings lilt in the wind  
and I follow suit.
Escapril Day 21! Prompt: dew.
I have been tired lately, and this poem was inspired by that. I hope you are all doing well.
a seed
In the soil,
the seed
will grow
to have a
you give a
little gift,
you never
know how
your gift
can plant
a tree
Tserenjamts Mar 9
My old feelings float away with yellow leaves of autumn
Let my long waited wishes come with snowy night of peaceful winter.
Please let the floating leaves carrying the words ,i secretly whispered, fall onto the autumn coat of my beloved.
Chris Saitta Jan 10
Winter is the cold sleeping space
Between the blanket and the sky,
Between the legs falling asleep in warmth,
And the leaves turned to frost in twilight.
Diesel Dec 2021
Stick trees, sour leaf; the autumn trend—
And keep your hands in pockets friend:
Slide past meek autumn air, and trust
the clouds that partly breeze— and cut
the sun its deserved slack,
and rink the magic autumn leaves.
Dave Robertson Nov 2021
We sat and sounded beliefs
as the leaves chose to dance
with an almost panic
as if the chance wouldn’t come again
and the floor would be cleared

Clarity, for now, only coming
from this brittle winter light
that in high contrast picks out sad details
that murky days hide better

I will cry, I guess, tomorrow
or another day that would’ve been ours
the hours will let me know
I’m sure
Justin Pfirsch Nov 2021
Autumn Leaves
climbing up to heaven
of their own accord
under their own strange power.

With a force unseen
they fly effortlessly
ever upward.

Fall leaves
not falling yet
I watch them rise.

And as I watch them
I join them in rising

Their earthbound friends
those common gutter leaves
too crumbersome to fly
all they can achieve is to slow their own imminent fall
and then to flop around on the ground being whittled themselves to nothing with every passing foot

But soaring leaves
those are the ones to watch
they may get ideas above their station
think that they are birds

And as I watch those soaring leaves icarianly fall to the ground to join their common lousy no good earthbound cousins I think

I may never reach the comparative heights of those leaves?
I'm Human and those things are just washed up tree feeders!
Frank DeRose Nov 2021
Is there anything more beautiful
Than the tree in fall--
With whom I am enamored, enthralled, even--
Clinging with ev'ry sap of fiber in her being
To iridescent color and majesty?

Like the ageless beauty at the party
In her ballroom gown
As all stare in awe and wonder
Before the night comes down
          And the leaves drop
          And then she, too, falls--

Andrew Nov 2021
There is yellow on the leaves,
they shiver in this air, tremble
at the rain that falls
around them; it is a lovely day today

Grey hangs from the sky,
droops around the pavement so wet, rustles
the darkening daytime light
outside the window; it is a lovely day today

I sit inside this heated room
and yet, I feel the shiver from outside, I feel
the rain that hangs from this grey colored
sky, I am in awe at the yellow leaves that fall

it is a lovely day today
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