Autumn Poem by Eva Beylich

Autumn

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Autumn is still too young
to find itself in a leaf.
It trains in the wind
and let's the rain fall.
It knows that it brings us cold
and early darkness.
Don't turn around.
The grey is doing gymnastics.
The blue has stopped training.
The old year is dropping to its knees.
The new one lies listlessly dormant.
An apple stays in the grass
and is rotting in favour of fresh fruit.
You tell me it is winter soon?
Only rumours!

Sunday, November 22, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 15 December 2015

An insightful train of thought, well articulated and insightfully penned with conviction. A good poem indeed. Thanks for sharing Eva.

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E.j. Langley 05 December 2015

I particularly like the rotting in favor of fresh fruit line. Nice.

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Fabrizio Frosini 22 November 2015

a real poet.. not many around.. ;) I've enjoyed reading your bright poem, Eva. WELCOME at PH, Eva. Keep on posting

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pouya Rezanejad 22 November 2015

Perfect! ! ! ! ! Thanks for the poem

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pouya Rezanejad 22 November 2015

Perfect! ! ! ! Thanks for the poem

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