Gentle mists swirl imperceptibly
Yellowed leaves tumble in the breeze
as the trees sway lazily
gently moving to the song of the wind.
Dampness hangs in the air
Coating the world with a sheen of water
Bringing a fleeting touch of freshness
To a world in decay.
'tis November
The words are the same, just a slightly altered layout
(was on my nexus earlier and haven't figured out formatting yet)
Yellowed leaves tumble in the breeze
as the trees sway lazily
gently moving to the song of the wind.
Dampness hangs in the air
Coating the world with a sheen of water
Bringing a fleeting touch of freshness
To a world in decay.
'tis November
The words are the same, just a slightly altered layout
(was on my nexus earlier and haven't figured out formatting yet)
I love your poetry! It really paints a beautiful picture for the reader.
ReplyDeleteHello Nigel, Your poetry drifts softy off the page. I am grateful.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful. Thank you for sharing
ReplyDeleteI love your poem! I could picture it in my mind as I read...beautiful!
ReplyDeleteDelightful poetry expressing the beauty of nature and the season ~ carol
ReplyDeleteLovely poem, Nigel. So very expressive and energetic. You definitely have a gift with words. See you again soon! - janice
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