Autumn

Autumn

The wind whistles through the autumn leaves

So beautiful hanging onto their powerful trees

The trees which sway to and fro

The wind it has such a powerful blow.

 

The brown, green, yellow and orange

Such amazing autumnal colours

Makes the woods such a magical place

Full of splendour and beauty.

 

The carpet is laid upon the ground

Awaiting the children to run around

Running through the crackling sounds

Of the leaves below their little feet.

 

Oh the joy of their laughter

The smiles on their faces

Such a simple and amazing sight

The trees, and their leaves of autumn.

 

Reviews

[Julia.Moore]

A love for haiku poetry developed during world literature studies, inspired by its power to express deep ideas in just a few syllables. The book Blue Harlequin features many of these moments, celebrating the simple beauty of life. Read the full article to explore the essence of haiku poetry: https://aoidemagazine.com/what-is-haiku-poetry/

[Linear]

Now thats a beautiful poem, you rhyme so well, with seeming ease, really enjoyed

[Aimee Mahathy]

This is wonderful! Autumn is my favourite season and it is, indeed, magical. I remember being little and the crunchy leaves were possibly the best part, aside from Halloween of course! XD
Great job!

[Valentine]

One of my favorite seasons as the color riding through the mountais is so beautiful..Kathie

[Mauricio Montoya]

I like how this piece comes together. nice job.

[Nothing Personal]

Wonderful season and a great dedication. But it's long away now...Good to read this one..Now...Great write..

[Lilly]

"Makes the woods such a magical place"

I love autumn and the colours it brings so that line really stood out for me.
Nice work

[luciddreamer]

Beautiful write...

Peace
Robin

[KAREN]

Beautiful and the imagery is perfect. A great read and write!

[E.H. Monroe]

I enjoy the illusion of rhyme. When you think you are going to bring it back, its lost in the splendor of description.
Make me want to be 12, in another land, waiting for the first pile of leaves that I can take a head first dive into, hoping the slug houseowner didn't put a pile of bricks underneath.