Herfst wanders Langs
Hot breath blows clouds out of the mouth,
The sky alternates between cold steel blue
Sometimes also grey-wet watercolor, weeping woman,
Leaves color in autumn on the chilly ground,
Soon, the heat will die during the first winter cold,
If it's quiet in autumn, it gets away from the last heat sun,
Where on the roads now, walk where spring began
The first rhyme, the icy dew, draws in the heart,
Dream the dream of a different time, a new horizon,
An inaudible melody where all life thrives,
Day after day, it continues to sing in a recurring canon,
Sometimes a nut cracks, sometimes it falls out of a three-quarter of a size,
Everyone sings in their own way, each draws their own time,
Leave traces, paint your name from time to time wherever you go.
© Rudi J P. Lejaeghere
16/11/2022
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marijke
2 years ago
very nicely written.
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Toto Animo
2 years ago
And beautiful photos too
Toto Animo
2 years ago
Nice autumn poem, Hans
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