Fall Magic
By Don Iannone
The glorious turning fall leaves
torture my sensibilities
with candy-sweet pleasure.
They leave me gasping,
like a diver submerged too long,
beholding the magical coral reef below.
They rip my heart out,
which goes chasing after whispering butterflies,
whose wings brush away lingering clouds.
And I thought early spring wildflowers
were hard to say goodbye to.
Yeah... almost unbearably beautiful, huh?
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Don!
ReplyDeleteI could see the gorgeous colors through your poem!
We mostly get shades of yellow here.
Yeah, it's very beautiful. Nature is very wondrous.
ReplyDeleteAnd say that it all starts with a tiny seed, even a human being, albeit that you in that domain also need a tiny eggy luckily. :-)
Beauty that hurts :-)
ReplyDeleteHumanity lover
Nature lover
Humanity Giver
Nature Giver - THATS YOU
you're really inspired by the fall, aren't you, don? fabulous!
ReplyDeleteBless you Don...The nature are true testemony on how our creator have created the world
ReplyDeleteAs you stare into nature you find so much beauty and your words had added that beauty that had lyed forgotten with our bussy life
Thanks
Don. Beautiful poem. the leaves do look beautiful , out here not a lot of rust or deep orange but still beautiful.
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ReplyDeleteThanks to all of you for your wonderful comments--they too are poems in the direction of changing leaves. Enjoy the season...it changes us.
ReplyDeleteYes Dumbdodi...beauty that hurts!
Polona...deeply so inspired. Yes!
i can only echo what has been said
ReplyDeletebeauty that hurts
i have been reduced (or elevated)
to tears by landscapes
and the sight of eagles
enjoyed this poem a lot