Falling Red Leaves
An autumn poem on dreams and aspirations
This is for Mikeydred’s September Autumn Challenge. Do join in the autumn fun here!
September is a time of transition when life-changing decisions seem to consume us. So it is that we think of dreams and aspirations.
I do not experience autumn here in south-east Asian Singapore, but I get an idea of what the season brings. As you read this poem, imagine the red leaves of autumn adrift, each with a dream of yours ready to bring to life.
With every season, turn, turn, turn. The best of autumn to all.
🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁
A red leaf on which
Two hearts linked
Another blows past
With a trophy win
🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁
A third leaf falls with chocolate cake
Dessert that mom used to bake
A fourth leaf, on which future sublime
That you and all do find so fine
🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁
A fifth with a home,
It flies so high
Sixth, wrap a child you cannot deny
🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁🍂🍁
Red leaves of dreams that float around
Within our reach, wait to be found.
About the Creator
Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin
Hi, i am an English Language teacher cum freelance writer with a taste for pets, prose and poetry. When I'm not writing my heart out, I'm playing with my three dogs, Zorra, Cloudy and Snowball.
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Comments (10)
This is gorgeous!
A lovely, unique take on the prompt. Well done!
Such lovely memories of home, autumn brings out the best in nature and also in us. This was so lovely to read.
Just recommended this in this week's Raise Your Voice https://shopping-feedback.today/resources/raise-your-voice-thread-09-05-2024%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/span%3E%3C/a%3E%3C/p%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3C/div%3E%3Cdiv class="css-w4qknv-Replies">
Lovely words and thank you for taking up the prompt
Leaves in the water and wishes of a dream.
I read them as memories first, love it both ways.
Beautiful and my favorite leaf color in autumn,
Lovely, this is a line that’s so delicious in your poem ♥️
Mmmm, now I want some chocolate cake hehehehe. Loved your poem!