Tuesday, October 18, 2011

October

dry leaves
   rattle
rustle
     in the evening
   breeze

each rasping
   sigh
dying
     a whispered
   lullaby

~

joining in Open Link Night at dVerse~Poet's Pub

9 comments:

Claudia said...

a whispered lullaby of dry leaves rattling in the breeze...ahhh - you make me hear their music...i like..

Eric said...

I wont get all poetic with it but I hear that to. From the sounds they make leaving their limb, hitting others along the way, and my favorite is when the wind says'More!' and pushes them across the pavement or a driveway. No rest.

Brian Miller said...

nice....love autmn and you capture a bit of her music in your words...can hear it...nicely penned...

colleen said...

There is something called the "death rattle" before a person dies which could be like rustling of leaves falling from the tree of life.

gautami tripathy said...

It creates that rattling sound in my mind...

a cross

Morning said...

perfectly beautiful.
smiles.

joanna said...

lovely capture of the season's sounds. :)

Anonymous said...

This is lovely,

A gently warming poem to be read in the evening as daylight is fading

David

eyeseeingfuture said...

A song for dying leaves... Touching.