Autumn must be the most beautiful death of all.. its coloured air-dances and carpets create absolute glory and recognition of Nature's emotions of life at all times. Many thanks for sharing your beautiful mind via such a wonderful poem, jacob.
Isn't this the loveliest time of the year, when everything becomes whisky coloured, without the hangover being required?
Not compulsory, just not required!
As I am entering the autumn of my life, I find the humor and beauty (not knowing if it was intended but that it what it brought to me) in your poem so comforting- Thank you for this.
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Always humor included...thak you for your kind words, Amanda,
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That we should all fall in such a glorious manner as the leaves of Autumn; burning bright as a meteor in vivid colors before the withering winds of winter. Your verse was wonderful to read.
close to where I live is a mountain and right now, it is filled with suicidal leaves, proudly exposing themselves with colors. As you drive along the road you can't help but admire the beauty of Death in all its glory. I think this display, is the grand gesture before the barrenness and bleakness of Winter. Thank you Jacob, for the visual journey in words. I am now going to go and see the foliage before the jump!!
Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..