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Leaves The trees unhook their summer gown their leaves are dancing to and fro on stone and brick along the wall. When green becomes the amber fall the ballet moves begin the show, a leap, a skip, a leafy clown. An Autumn prance that’s up and down a small plie with glide and flow beguiles the winter’s voice and call; then yields to icy winds that crawl and piles the season’s deepest snow, while willows weep bereft their crown. The trees and thickets pine for sun, He always hears, it will be done. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2009-12-07 09:45:40
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.88889
Nice quick pace with this write. Imagery is outstanding, allowing the reader to visualize the changes in nature while reading verse to verse.
Third verse is my fav., excellent verbiage that stands out connecting the two seasons together.
Very nicely done, I love your work, it's fresh and new - a change that is a pleasant one here at TPL.
Best to you,
blessings,
Deni