“The Leaves! The Leaves!”
Came the cry.
I saw him sweeping
Sweeping up the leaves,
No smile on his face,
Every time he swept
The wind would blow,
And the leaves would scatter,
Scatter once more.
“The Leaves! The Leaves!”
He shouted in despair,
Such abject despair.
He swept and swept,
Suddenly the ground was free,
Free from leaves,
He had won,
He had earned his coffee.
Coffee drank,
Paper read,
Outside he went,
The ground was covered,
Covered once more
With leaves.
“The Leaves! The Leaves!”
Came the cry once more,
“When will autumn end!”
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We popped into our Church the other day and one of our friends was sweeping up leaves around the church, we had our normal bit of banter and he said "Go on then write me a poem about leaves!" - so here it is. The saving grace for this poem is the Miles Davis interpretation of Autumn Leaves.
- Category: Reflection
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Fine work - no saving grace needed - but always a place for MD.
Thanks Michael.
I have nearly all of MD's albums, I thought I had them all but a friend I used to quiz with gave me two that I didn't have, he gave me three but I had one of them.
GRACIAS TIO ANDY : Autumn Leaves is one of my faves and I love JAZZ : Love the Poem as well !
Things are inverted in NZ so its SPRING in November morphing into SUMMER in December so all the leaves are Spring Green ! Brian & I love swishing through the leaves in Autumn and I will be in leafy Essex again in September 2019 : cant wait ! We both hate sweeping leaves and Brians Parents House has lots of big Trees in & around ! Its warm here (21C) and Ive been sailing again : very relaxing. 11:20 pm almost time for bed ! Please check Brians Poem on Colour & Rainbows : I liked it ! Blessings & love to Both of You :
ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡
Thank you Angela. I have been listening to jazz for over sixty years and am still surprised at how much is out there of which I am ignorant, not Miles Davis though, I have nearly all of his recordings.
One of my all time favourites, Miles interpretation of Autumn Leaves, surprisingly released on a Cannonball Adderley LP of the era. His interpretation of 'Summertime' is also up there with my all time favourites.
Enjoyed reading your piece. Reminded me that on Monday i was in the park adjoining York Minster watching them gather the fallen leaves. In reflective mood, farewell to another season... contemplating the harshness of winter ahead.
Miles is wonderful, yes that Autumn Leaves interpretation is so good, i listen to him a great deal and can thoroughly understand why Kind of Blue is still the top album in jazz.
Being in a reflective mood is so peaceful.
A fine write Gold. Doh! Wait until the trees are completely bare, then sweep up? Or have once-a-week tidy up?!
A friend is in a frenzy over a neighbour's eucalyptus tree. Branches overhang in his garden, and he as to keep sweeping up leaves. He says he will chop down that ***** tree!
Sweep up! SWEEP UP! I have a garden hoover to clear the leaves and if the rain holds off today I will clear the leaves, not going to Church today.
Ohh, a brush is as old-fashioned now as a ..….video recorder? Every time I say that, some one says 'I still got a VCR' So have we ourselves here at home! lol.
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Wonderful! He must be me.
This happens to me constantly and again this morning.
I loved your poem because it is so true to life.
Great job. 🙂
Thank you Tamara, many of my poems are about what I see in life.
Yes, writing from experience makes for a better poem. Best,
and all around was golden..
a smashing autumnal observation & true..
poor man, best leaf him well alone and let him get on with it... N
Thank you Neville for your wonderful comment.
you are most welcome..
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