Exhausted trees are shedding leaves,
The grass is painted languid yellow,
My shadow stretches, slipping
In between the cracks
| Wow! I really like this too, I am also writing these type of minimalistic poems. It seems our works are similar in some aspects. I'm gonna read more of your stuff and comment on it. I hope you don't mind...||| Posted on 2012-09-16 00:00:00 | by Paradox | [ Reply to This ] || it's autumn, and i am falling into the crack between summer and fall...|
the shadow does stretch in fall...in more ways than one...aging, the seasons changing...
we cause a bigger shadow towards the end of our lives...
i really like the idea of "exhausted trees"
yes, they must get tired shedding and then growing new leaves and then shedding again.
i think we get tired by our autumn...life wears us down...
but there is splendid color in fall...and hopefully our lives are colorful and the colors even brighter at the end...
|| Posted on 2012-08-19 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] |