Until Spring


Until Spring


How I wonder

Each and every


How many


Might shed a


As they

Tumble and

Fall to the



Each one of

Their dances


A golden


A seasonal


Of sight

Without Sound  


No doubt

About it

The very

Prettiest cloud




To consider

Out loud


The briefest of

Wind blown


Individual heroes

Versus flocks

Of willing sheep


That take a dive

And those who

For love do leap



  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 12th, 2020 05:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Users favorite of this poem: niallprideaux, Poetic Dan.


  • dusk arising

    Your words today make me mindful of the current state of our trees. In my garden i planted a tulip tree 16 years ago. It hasn't shown a blossom yet which is a disappointment but its a lovely thing. Sad to see it's skeletal form as it survives winter. Hard to believe this same beauty is so full of life in spring through summer and has an outstanding display each autumn.

    I'm somewhat of an individual soul and like to think that as life's wind blows me around and gradually wrecks my once fine foliage, I do occasionally do a leap for the sake of love. A love of this life.

    • Neville

      Thanking you sir and monumentally so... I do know precisely what you mean.... oh' and for what it is worth... my favourite tree of all time is a giant of a tulip tree in Delapre Abbey Northants.... Neville

    • Fay Slimm.

      The fall of leaves could never be given more appeal with better imagery than in this your tribute to their gentle departure - clouds of fluttering bring colour to ground and I was so intrigued by your final personified lines Nev - - so aptly describing

      "Those that take a dive

      And those who

      For love do leap".......... great read.

      • Neville

        Thanks Fay.. You know I appreciate ya...… Neville

        • Fay Slimm.

          I do........................ but tis still awful good.

        • orchidee

          A fine write Neville.

          • Neville

            Thank you Steven 😎

          • niallprideaux

            Such a good write

            • Neville

              You are very kind.. Thank you

            • MendedFences27

              I think that leaves are the reason they call it "Fall".and maybe why we "fall" in love. I loved this description of dancing leaves brought to life in their annual "leap." Those colorful :clouds" that we tenderly rake into bags or barrels. Some may be followers and others die gloriously in the name of love. Very human-like. A great read/poem. - Phil A.

              • Neville

                Can't thank you enough sir.. a most welcome and much appreciated visit for sure.... Neville

              • Goldfinch60

                Wonderful images of my favourite season of the year, the colour are so wonderful and profound in Autumn.


                • Neville

                  Thanks Andy... and meant sir, muchly.... N

                • SerenWise

                  Expertly written, very interesting read

                  • Neville

                    thank you SerenWise… much appreciated...


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