Giving.

an autumn take!

Giving.

He was passed;

oranges, yellows, reds,

in the dark damp

lying rotting.

No longer....

the rainbow displayed

of promise;

he lay in giving,

life to others

in death.

Reviews

[V]

This is a very interestingly crafted poem, I really like the images of decay, there's a sad tone about it yet also a notion of hope in the last lines. Good one.

[andrew mitchell]

As always I appreciated your lovely reviews vanessa:)

[V]

You're welcome. I like to read your stuff.

[andrew mitchell]

:):).................

[RomaJ]

I like that there is so much depth to this poem. It makes one, ponder, about the impermanence of everything. To just appreciate life; living in the present. Before we know it, Autumn is upon us; Its beauty, fleeting. As fallen leaves gives way for winter. And the earth restores itself again. An endless cycle of giving. I enjoyed reading this Andrew. Well done.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you my dearest friend.Always enjoy you gracing my page:);)

[Einstein Noodle]

getting a little ahead of things aren't we?! ;) i like this ...its stated so benignly ... and starting right off with the contrast to your title is surprising and gives your poem a punch right off .. but the gentleness of fallen leaves deepening the forest floor to decay and "Giving" is so gentle to me ..peaceful ... i like the pondering you have given me this morning ..lucky to have witnessed the sunrise once again!
:)
E.

[andrew mitchell]

Me too E lucky to witness sunshine everyday. Thank you E.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) .................

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked how you used the words. Create visions and thoughts for the reader. Thank you Andrew for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[andrew mitchell]

thank you john for your kind words

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.