Seasonal Change of Mood

Seasonal Change of Mood

A Poem by Bear
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Autumn seems to be my favorite season of the year; the sites, the scents.

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The leaves are changing from

      green - - -

               to shades of...

          red,

                and yellow...

Dying daily

          a part of nature

they reflect shades of red...

          blood...

                 as if slowly bleeding to death.

They reflect shades of yellow...

              flames of the sun

                  as if slowly burning out--

                         of fuel.

I wonder why leaves are

      green,

            then red and yellow...

   Why not other shades... ?

Blue?   To reflect a mood...

     yet life will come again

           in spring...

     again with green.

 

 

© 2008 Bear


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I love fall. I love the slow spiral of leaves that sometimes seem to fall from Heaven. I love the reds and oranges and yellow. They seem to me a spectacular end to a season of fun and laughter. Like fireworks in the sky.

Happy Birthday, by the way, I noticed it on your profile as I came to read. The days come too fast.

Posted 16 Years Ago


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You brought up an interesting question. About why do the leaves only stay certain colors.

Good work. =D

Good luck in my contest!

Posted 16 Years Ago


I love fall. I love the slow spiral of leaves that sometimes seem to fall from Heaven. I love the reds and oranges and yellow. They seem to me a spectacular end to a season of fun and laughter. Like fireworks in the sky.

Happy Birthday, by the way, I noticed it on your profile as I came to read. The days come too fast.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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