#boughs
Stripped bare of foilage
Stark branches sway naked
Seasons stole garments
Bright colors dully faded
Shivering in Autumn breezes
Wearing only dainty underwear
Waiting for snowfalls evening gown
To cloak bark from nature's stare
Curled toes tucked deep in cold hard earth
Fingers outstretched toward sky
Limbs too weak for ascending
Dried blobs of sap tears cried
My trunk hollowed out inside
Empty soul a hopeless pit
Green replaced by yellows and browns
Decayed leaves shedding bit by bit
Stress puts tension on boughs
Wood weakened under weight
Growing old as time increases rings
Til this dying tree completely breaks
Oct 26, 2019
Oct 26, 2019 at 4:06 AM UTC
I'm the girl with a yellow mac
and red stockings.
When it's autumnal,
I kick the weathered leaves
and stand neath the boughs,
whispering to the impending season
i stand alone and need no one else.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 3:10 PM UTC
as the leaves fell
from the autumn boughs
he evoked to mind
their marriage vows
the golden maple's hues
reminded him of her wedding ring
it stood for something lasting
yet their love
perished
in the cooling
wind's
chill
which was for him
a
most
bitter
pill
the brown colours of November
tumbled into his empty heart
for his once loving wife
did take leave
his eyes
filled
with
tears
as the skies
clouded in grey
their union of love
on the autumn boughs
drifted
away
Mar 25, 2018
Mar 25, 2018 at 8:53 PM UTC
on the tree's denuded boughs
a flight of parrots did land
to take rest before flying
o'er the riverbed
Sep 19, 2017
Sep 19, 2017 at 7:22 PM UTC