Oriental Mist

A fall fantasy poem.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oriental Mist

yellow empire glows

as fall’s colorful leaves

float down like gentle

rain on the lake

covering the rolling

and lulling waters

nothing fake or dead about

this season as love grows

under our moss covered

oak tree

 

 

Reviews

[KL]

I appreciate the attempt at creativity with the underlined words but I find it takes away from the beautiful, sweeping writing that this poem has. From start to finish it's like taking a singular breath in this crisp, colourful season. A grand tribute to autumn.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

I was not ready to reach out and embrace the coming of fall
but I'm afraid you've talked me into it.

[Dark Empress]

Beautifully written. I enjoyed this very much, especially since fall is my favorite time of the year. Great write :)

[Goodbye]

Lovely poem, emanating the peacefulness as Mother Earth prepares prepares for her winter's repose.

I love this.

[Wondering Mind]

a lovely picture this paints on the mind's canvas

[TAO]

Now this is a beautiful picture? Fantasy, is it? It sounds about right; real. Well done.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

To me fall is about transition, shedding the old to make way for the new... what a beautiful poem to reflect this great season.