Orange, red, brown leaves drift to the dry dirt floor
The crunch of leaves fills the silence
Tiny animals slither around preparing for the freezing next season
The bonfire crackles filling the air with smoke, the slight chatter fills the air with good vibes
Autumn
Hello Alan. I like your post because it is creative and unique. bye bye.
ReplyDeleteHello Marshal. Thanks for commenting on my blog. bye bye
DeleteKia ora, I like how you put the crackling bonfire into the poem for a little more detail.
ReplyDeleteWill you make any other poems like this?
See you around
Arden
Hello Arden, Alan here. Thanks for commenting on my blog. I probably won't make any more poems like this. Hopefully I can though.
DeleteBlog you later
Alan