Fall Leaves Poem by Daniel Miltz

I sit beneath window shadow
To sight of leaves, twisting, falling
Dumpy, crispy, waving on the pass
Gathering together in a spreading pile

I hear the sound of autumn breeze
Sudden countless, number of leaves
In comely yard, I long to know
Brown, green, orange, red in a shadow

O' beautiful ray of sunshine passing
Peeking through, peephole of treeline
As cracking wind, cuts through silence
Leaves drift in speedy falling

Through all the day, a gentle glow
Tween a windy, powerful flow
Winsome leaves, outside my window glass
And, one by one, they all pass

Their branches in wind, overlap
I can't see, but hear the stems snap
Over and over in a lawn file
Dropping in a silent slapping smiling pile

© daniel miltz