Maple

Maple

A Poem by Leslie Philibert
"

as it is..

"
the back of a mirror,
leaves turn into flames
and after the walking
you shake your coat like a wet dog;
the rain waters your smile,
you trail autumn into the hall

© 2017 Leslie Philibert


My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register




Reviews

Great imagery, I could literally see this. Very enjoyable reading :)

Posted 6 Years Ago


As always, so descriptive and yet brief, pithy and full of painted artistic brilliance Leslie. Simply wonderful, could see the scene.

Posted 7 Years Ago


and as we leave fall behind....shake it off, so to speak....we see ourselves in winter....and the mirror cracks a bit with sadness.

Posted 7 Years Ago



Share This
Email
Facebook
Twitter
Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


Stats

127 Views
3 Reviews
Rating
Added on November 18, 2017
Last Updated on November 18, 2017

Author

Leslie Philibert
Leslie Philibert

Bavaria, Germany



About
I`m not important. I just want to write a couple of good poems. Just read what I write. That`s enough. more..

Writing
End End

A Poem by Leslie Philibert



Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..