Falling, falling down
Brown leaves are a crackling
as one goes walking.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶2 days ago in Petlife
Comments (6)
Loving the repetition of falling. It really sounded like the start of a song. Love the onomatopoeia in the second line. Love that the last word ended in 2 syllables. Really sets the poem apart as one I really like. Well done Mark. Leaving you an insight. 🤗❤️
That must be a lovely walk! 🍂
Lovely! Crunchwrap, crunch underfoot
A very clever use of sound, Mark.
Yes! I'm looking forward to that sound as they pile up. Nice one, Mark!
Beautiful so lovely 👌😊⭐️