for the fall (is ending)

for the fall (is ending)

A Poem by andy groe

the colored leaves

floated down around me,

hanging on the chilled, gentle breeze,

crisp and full of autumn.

they danced,

this way and that,

above the forest floor,

seemingly alive with what was left.

they covered the worn path

and although i knew the way,

i allowed myself to stray.

soon i found myself at the foot

of a knotted tree,

barren and alone amongst friends,

and so i climbed it.

i climbed up in through its fingers

and nestled myself inside its palm.

i kept it company for awhile

as we both willed the clouds

across the sky.

but this was his home,

it was not mine,

and so i had to take my leave.

but first i hugged the tree

and told him i would miss his company.

then finally,

after the sun had dipped

just below the sky,

i wandered home,

feet crunching through

the same leaves that had fallen before.

© 2010 andy groe


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This is amazing. i enjoyed this write. Beautiful

Posted 13 Years Ago


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. ahhh ... beautiful ... and these lines ... in particular ... are amazing ...

i climbed up in through its fingers
and nestled myself inside its palm.
i kept it company for awhile
as we both willed the clouds
across the sky.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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