Crimson Leaves

entry picture

There is nothing more enchanting 
than a woodland at this time of year
Shrouded in a cloak of fog and mist the hidden birds are all I hear 

Towering trees rise like tall giants 
from the earth they reach to the sky
Caught in the tight grip of autumn
the last  crimson leaves delight the eye

Photo credit Dr Amir Khan
 

◄ Recharge

Hint Of Skullduggery ►

Comments

Profile image

Stephen Gospage

Tue 29th Nov 2022 17:19

A wonderful, concise painting of a picture, Julie.

Profile image

julie callaghan

Tue 29th Nov 2022 16:46

Thanks for the likes and comments. Yes sorry about leaving the speaker sign, I’d probably have done the same 😁. Hope you enjoyed your walk John.

Profile image

John Botterill

Tue 29th Nov 2022 12:48

Beautiful poem, Julie. I lived your poem this very morning! 😀

Profile image

Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Tue 29th Nov 2022 11:21

Aaaaaaw!

Silly me, I've just tried to click the "loudspeaker" on your pic-thinking I'd hear some birdsong.😕

I need to get out more-Really!

If you wish to post a comment you must login.

This site uses cookies. By continuing to browse, you are agreeing to our use of cookies.

Find out more Hide this message