Adeline Foster

Silver Star - 3,417 Points (Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD)

. Leave Leaves - Poem by Adeline Foster

.Leave Leaves

A wind bespoke the silent morn
And shuddered trees that stood half shorn,
So all the leaves came tumbling down
Ablaze with red and gold and brown,
And yellow flecked the carpeted ground
With pattern never loom could mold;
Nor decorator's album told
Such tapestry of mottled gold.

Across that carpet laid so neat
Came scurrying, hurrying little feet
To pick the nuts that lay half hid,
The acorn with its flowery lid
And other treasures there amid
The carpeting of an autumn day.
What a shame I could not stay
But duty called me - and away.

I turned to gaze back at my lawn
And found the lovely colors gone.
Instead a rake and drudgery
Were scattered there awaiting me.
I strained my brain in hope to see
A remnant of the beauty lurk
Beneath the leaves. A useless search
For all I saw was work, work, work.

Topic(s) of this poem: autumn, poem

Comments about . Leave Leaves by Adeline Foster

  • Silver Star - 4,500 Points Clarence Prince (5/29/2014 11:41:00 AM)

    Beautiful are leaves, but when they are falling, it just work! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 9,123 Points Mihaela Pirjol (5/27/2014 3:20:00 AM)

    I love this great poem, rich with imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,622 Points Lee Mack (12/27/2013 8:35:00 PM)

    great and lucid too (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,767 Points Patricia Grantham (12/17/2013 1:04:00 PM)

    Sometimes I would like to leave the leaves alone and enjoy the beauty of
    the different colors that makes for a good blend. But then sad to say it
    eventuall becomes a thick carpet and just as you say work, work, work! . And then
    it's time to get out the rake, rake, rake. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,257 Points Khairul Ahsan (11/25/2013 3:50:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem.10/10.
    My instant feelings:
    'Oh fallen leaves! I belong to thee.
    Days come, days go,
    I feel her breath,
    In the light Autumn breeze,
    And wait, to join her,
    And thee.' (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,462 Points Smoky Hoss (10/16/2013 9:54:00 AM)

    A moment of magical mystery to save in the memory... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,973 Points Lorraine Colon (9/21/2013 6:40:00 PM)

    I enjoyed your poem, Adeline. If only we could command the leaves to leave! They are beautiful, but oh, so much work. They are already falling here in Missouri, but I get them with the lawnmower. But when they start coming down seriously, that's another story. Time to get out the rake. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 13 Points Whisperkwane Lamb (9/18/2013 5:26:00 AM)

    carpet at my home...I adored those little squirrels as my grandkids...and then the work...with love...I love the way
    you looked backed as if...i look in the front or livingroom at the children playing...and then they are more hurrying little feet cheerful and colorful views...thank you for my seeing (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 660 Points Diana Van Den Berg (9/16/2013 3:25:00 AM)

    I lost myself in the magical beauty of this, and related to it, so completely, with two minor exceptions - those being that I love working in my garden, and that I don’t rake up leaves because my garden is (literally) a small indigenous forest in South Africa, and fallen leaves form its rich living carpet and nourish the soil. My back garden (not forested) has a lawn and only 3 trees, one dead, and the two living ones which are not deciduous (as few are in Durban – our winters are not cold enough) and so few leaves fall – but even those, I don’t rake, and one being an Aloe bainsii (a tree aloe) , its leaves are huge and so I eventually do pick them up and take them away, with sadness.

    I adored those little squirrels you “saw” – we don’t have any here, except in the Southwest Cape, a corner of the country far away from where I live, and by strange co-incidence, my manfriend (in the USA) recently sent me a photo of two in his garden.

    You rhyme with excellence, as few do in current times. I will, when time allows, and sometimes, when it doesn’t, be reading more of your poetry. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 950 Points Mary Forrester (9/14/2013 10:47:00 AM)

    Oh such an absolutely beautiful poem, I so much enjoyed reading it.
    Thank you. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, September 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, November 17, 2015

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