Autumn's End Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Autumn's End

Rating: 2.8


In a shadowy wooded knell
where elves likely dwell
yellow leaves flutter
gently to the soil

make no sound
tread softly
rest awhile in shady grove
autumn leaves aglow

in a nearby tree
a dove mourns low
it senses cold winter's
embrace

all is quiet
snow falling muffles

death is nigh

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ben Gieske 08 March 2008

You present a plenitude of images which arouses one's imagination inviting one to calmly survey the scenery - but not for long. The final line is unexpectant and quite shatering.

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