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

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Reminds me of the scene from the Monty Python film The Meaning Of Life where the leaves fall as a way of giving up. Your poem shows not everything can be for ever and eventually everything must fall.

[FaithfullyJennyBear]

wow.. erm.. immense write but.. wow xx

[BlessdWithACurse]

Love it, beautifully written xxx

[Aidz]

Nice observational write.... kewl opening stanza sets it up well