. Leave Leaves Comments

Beautiful are leaves, but when they are falling, it just work!

I love this great poem, rich with imagery.

great and lucid too

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.

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.'

A moment of magical mystery to save in the memory...

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.

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 gone...no more hurrying little feet cheerful and colorful views...thank you for my seeing

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.

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