Autumn Leaves

[Trystan]

(I wrote this yesterday. First poem in ages. Make of it what you will)

On the far side of town
The music that was so loud
Has been replaced by silence now
As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs

As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs
There is only the sound of my feet
Silently on the tarmac black street
There are none hither; none left to meet

As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs
There is no more time now
For time has been overthrown
For it has nothing more to know
As Autumn leaves quiver on their boughs

- The Last Man

[Dark Muse]

I really like this. Beautiful imagery. I do so enjoy fall scenes

[mayneverhave]

Any connection to the jazz standard?

[Trystan]

No, what is that?

[JoRavenJo]

This is well written..
Although for me I find it hard to like most of the seasons of the year except winter when it is usually cold, dark, and grim.

[mayneverhave]

No, what is that?

There is a, at least I thought, very famous song called "Autumn Leaves".

[eyemaker]

Nice choice of imagery...:)