Autumn Is Called Fall For A Reason Poem by Tiffany Rose Moczydlowski

Autumn Is Called Fall For A Reason

Rating: 4.3


The crisp autumn air is filled
With the scent of fallen leaves..
It's almost as if they're just
Cast away from their parent trees
Because they have served their purpose
Of keeping them alive.
And the oaks have long forgotten
The debt owed to them.
They just cast the leaves away
From their lives
Used and unwanted
In this world.
Scattered along the ground
Their souls shiver in the mass grave
That they were forced into,
By the ones who raised them,
All too early.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Julie Hutton 13 July 2012

Deep and meaningful, sad and lonely - well done

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Claude H Oliver Ii 15 July 2012

You have touched upon one of the most everlasting themes and also conundrums of nature; short life with an unsung future, yet your poem is a song for the unsung.

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Caroline Bulleck 28 July 2012

I like how you capture the death of the leaves in fall. I also like how this poem can be interpreted in more than one way and applied to other incidences of death and pushing others away. It's sad, well written and the imagery is there.

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Walterrean Salley 04 August 2012

Full of depth and meaning. Appropriate metaphor and imagery. Very revealing. Lovely poem.

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Scotty Dogg 25 May 2012

Agree with Jonny. Leave some stuff out and it keeps 'em coming back for more! Good poem.

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Matthew Peel 02 January 2013

A very well written poem.... like others said, I never really gave it much thought about leaves falling and where they go.... Great job!

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Hazel Durham 02 January 2013

Amazing poem full of the beauty of nature and it's sad end so beautifully written! !

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Maryelle Anthony 18 September 2012

This poem is short but deep, yeah autumn is beautiful but the leaves “die” every year. I didn't really think about that so far but this is reality, and reality is always somehow sad. Good work!

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Buddy Bee Anthony 12 August 2012

This poem is perfect. You made your point and didn't try to get too clever or stray away from your very powerful message. If you ever wanted to expand this out, and this is just an option, You could talk about leaves that are piled into a bunch with a rake and mulched to make new soil to feed the parent tree.

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Farah Ilyas 07 August 2012

hmmmm imagery bsed poem, more embellised by the use of metaphor & suitable expression... great keep writing. fantastic attempt

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