Leaves falling from a dying tree

As the leaves crisp

And the green slips away

The sharp wind creeps in

Crawling up the backs of the feeble and the weak

 

Breaking their backs through the summer

To feed their families

Through blistering heat

And droughts of a necessary evil

 

They now feel the chill set in their bones

The fields will be crippled soon

 

Now is the time to work

To work through the cold

Until they drop down to the dirt

Like leaves from a dying tree

Reviews

[Coffee Vampier]

Its sad how true this poem is.. beautifully written.

[Janna Nicole]

Very touching indeed.

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A touching piece, full of emotion and sheep angst, well done

[Lily Mae]

Life as is..set in beautiful poetry.. I love the way you penned the simple tasks and made a perfect visual for your reader..xx

[Helpless]

sad, but true. short but powerful poem. good job. :)

[Ruth]

And ain't that the truth! Slaves to the humdrum of life and the cold.....which could be taken in other ways......and in the end....where does it lead? Great work love xx

[Naomi Roseღ]

The imagery in this poem was fantastic.
I really liked this poem, and I could relate. The third stanza was the best in my opinion.
Great poem :) 100/100

[Coyote Poetry]

A poem with a lot of hidden story of life and the journey. I like the emotion in the poem. Low key and direct. Like there is no way to change the road of life. Thank you for the outstanding poem. I like the strong ending.
"Until they drop down to the dirt
Like leaves from a dying tree"
Coyote

[☯]

I really liked this poem. While I was reading it, I can imagine the tree's stages of life throughout a year. When it turns into autumn leaves from green summer, and then when winter comes, they all crinkle away. An amazing poem. Great job :)