Sentimental Autumn Ode # 5,038

Leaves fall, darkness falls, temperatures fall.  You and I fall together, cocooned against an uncertain winter while everything else is simply letting go.  The leaves, yes, veined like us and each twisted into its own fucked and fantastic shape.  Some fall from the very top, up where the branches reached as close to the sun as they could get; others were satisfied to adorn the abundance nearer the roots.  All surrendered in turn now, the rain bleeding them into the very earth.  The trees by their trillions.            

 

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Comment by Angela on July 3, 2012 at 10:51am

I don't quite know how I missed this beauty.  Beautiful images, with an underlying intensity uncommon to this kind of content.

Comment by Jamie Hogan on October 25, 2011 at 4:00pm
Man oh man. Somebody taller than me is going to have to get the moon down off that hook. You hung it too high, dude.
Comment by Brittany on October 21, 2011 at 7:57am

Autumn-the season that lives with wild abandon!

We should all love like that... but then there's Spring too.

Beyond beautiful words and phrases here, Bill.

Comment by Kristine_ES on October 20, 2011 at 11:17pm
"adorn the abundance nearer the roots..." that is we, and we need more of that.  blissful, beautiful.
Comment by Joe Gensle on October 20, 2011 at 9:30am
"...surrender in turn" is the perspective only a talented writer brings, and the finale is the concerto that ends, not with a crescendo, but hushed notes played almost breathlessly into nothingness. Fine six, sir.
Comment by Teresa on October 19, 2011 at 10:52pm
Line two is stunning and three made me smile with recognition.  Fucked and fantastic indeed.  My new definition of what it is to be human.
Comment by Gita on October 19, 2011 at 8:24pm

When I read the title at first I took it to be sarcastic and I thought you were going to have a little sport with those of us who've been writing autumnal sixes. But no, it's not sarcastic. It's lovely and veined with imagery. I should have more faith in you.

Comment by Cita on October 19, 2011 at 6:00pm
Oh, and the title is PERFECTION!
Comment by Cita on October 19, 2011 at 5:59pm
I can't pick a favorite line... they are all fantastic.  Is it my imagination or are the writers around here getting better and better?  "cocooned against an uncertain winter..."  "Trees by their trillions."  Bill... this really is spectacular. 
Comment by bolton carley on October 19, 2011 at 4:10pm
love the leaves that are letting go while you're cocooned.

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