The last remnants of Autumn hang delicately on their branches,
The wild polar winds are the shrill sirens announcing the arrival of winter!
They wish to carry away anything and everything standing on their way,
Dried leaves detach from life only to tumble down to their inevitable fall,
Scratching against the surface, they once looked down with arrogance,
But they will find a safe space somewhere; now they belong to the world of debris.
Dead resurrect too in a winter miracle when snow falls as fairy dusts,
Informs of magical runes, the spell puts even the broken in peaceful rest.
They have lost the vibrant colours of life, now to be painted in all white,
Frozen and pale outside yet thawed in the fireplace of winter delight!
Wearing the fury coat of frost, the fallen foliage’s will remain warm,
Until in a new season, they will rise once again in some other form!

😊🍁🍂
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You write beautifully, 😊
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Thank you again for your kind words and following my work 🙂🙏
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Beautiful words.
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Thanks for reading and your wonderful comments
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You are welcome 😊
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Wonderfully seasonal!
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Thanks for reading and your comments 🙂
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Beautiful words
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Thanks a lot for reading and your comments 🙏
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You’re welcome
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This is splendid. It is very focused on the subject which remains prominent throughout the lovely phrasing and metaphors you have incorporated. The imagery is spectacular and your use of alliteration gives it a beautifully lyrical lilt. Well done, my friend!
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Thanks a lot Btad for reading and such insightful comment. Most of my poems have elements of nature in direct comparison to a human condition or situation. But in this one I just attempted to depict a natural process which if the reader want may or may not relate to a sentient life..
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And it is in that way that it shines so beautifully!
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Thanks a lot Brad 🙏
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Beautiful imagery formed. The dry leaves die and they are reborn in some new form. Snow fall is fairy dust. The innocent side of the heart is always attracted towards the snow.
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Thanks for reading and your wonderful comment 🙂
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Welcome 🙂
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