Freefalling

When the leaves fall, the whole earth is a cemetery pleasant to walk in. - Thoreau

strung up like charismatic christmas lights

bubbling, bold, bountiful and beautiful

the stars sparkled blamelessly with the effervescence of angels

in the carbonation of an eternal creed

along with depthless devotion

under the watchful eye of a majestic moon

providing the perfect backdrop for drifting innocence below

dabbed with the palette of hues from an impressionist master

like vagabond paratroopers

trusting god to pull the ripcord at just the right time

autumnal leaves parachuted stealthily down to the waiting ground below

the last lingering guests of an unforgettable, raucous soiree

sliding into seasonal provision

like giddy children gliding 'cross a hardwood floor in pajamas with feet

exhausted with warm memories

their spent canopies of summer shade curling upwards

lying down 'pon a gilded bed of happenstance

calling

sprawling

forever

freefalling

Author's Note

"Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain." - Thoreau

Reviews

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

The beauty of this beautiful season how it provokes such rawness of potent equanimity with the reader. It's a funny thing we find death beautiful and call it whatever peaceful emotion pops us. It has such reverie and leaning towards the process how changes can be wonderful. "strung up like charismatic christmas lights
bubbling, bold, bountiful and beautiful" This line goes two ways with me: One being enlightened and the other describing the leaves in it's nature. Keep writing beautifully penned .. sincerely your friend in writing and life. p.s nice touch with the Tom Petty- Free Falling

[Pete]

yes reverie - nature is soothing to the mind and soul and is the perfect complement to our lives. the seasons are so telling - when one passes away a new one is born - the endless cycle of life, death and undeniable truth. a constant reminder of both beauty and mortality.

"We are ever dying to one world and being born into another. Even trees do not die without a groan. Death is beautiful when seen to be a law, and not an accident. It is as common as life." - Thoreau

[Andrew Nelson Stewart]

Absolutely. Love that quote thanks for that made my day.

[Cherrie]

I love to see the yard swimming in leaves and hear the periodic thump of acorns and pecans bouncing off whatever they like. That crisp smell that is Autumn mingled with hickory. Yes your poem has driven me to Afternoon walk.

[Pete]

yes! i can't get enough of it. you have me smiling ear to ear at the things you mention. this is the good stuff of life ... :)

“Live in each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influence of the earth.” - Thoreau

[Chris]

autumnal magnificence on display and the mind ...just smiles.

[Pete]

thanks chris. such things speak for themsevles, i merely echo what they whisper to me ... :)