Friday, September 24, 2010

Tired Monk - Autumn















cold tonight
early glimpse of fall
in this wind

the lake sprays ice
paddle hard home
to campfire warmth

shivering on the dock
shaking in thin robes
pull up my hood

branches rise
their burden released
one leaf remains

9 comments:

  1. Brrrr, I can feel the chill in the air in your poem as the lake sprays ice. Hopefully it will be a while before one leaf remains, but who knows. Nice work.

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  2. You have captured the feeling of autumn beautifully.

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  3. I can fell the chill go right through me...bkm

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  4. Your vivid imagery has put us all there...beautiful poem! :-)

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  5. So well done........crisp, clear and cold.......

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  6. ah, beautiful - I can feel the cold, the icy spray, the warmth of the fire...

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  7. I can feel the chill and crave the warmth, I love the line "branches rise their burden released one leaf remains" so life like~ Beautiful~

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