Life's decay..

poem by: Frank Hornby .
Written on Jun 08, 2017

"Wind playing with life's fallen leaves,
howling through life's rotten eaves,
Images of death.. imagination weaves."

Tags: sad, metaphor, deep, pain, fear,

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Cecilia Crasto commented:

Frank this is a great example of an Haiku or three line poetry, check onto Prolific Press they are accepting submissions for their next journal, and enter the above as a 3 line poem... you have a natural talent, good luck!

Christopher Russon commented:

A a good description of the frailty of life.nice one Frank.

Dinesh Chauhan commented on Feb 21, 2018 at 8:43am

Nicely written

Chris Newman commented on May 01, 2018 at 5:24am

Christopher's comments are mine exactly.

Frank Hornby . commented on May 02, 2018 at 11:31am

Thanks everyone for your positive comments....ðŸ‘ðŸ»....I was just observing autumn leaves swirling around the ground........dead....but still with some life to give......

A previous user commented on Dec 11, 2018 at 3:27pm

This one's a bit of a scary thought. Take it easy Frank. Keep them coming :)

Michael Wise commented on Dec 11, 2018 at 4:01pm

Interesting. I say that because this is what I was writing about just yesterday. I am in the middle of a poem, and actually used the word "decay" in a psychological/spiritual context. I see this is from last year, but still we're on a similar wavelength. Very moody piece that I can relate to, because I sense much more going on here than just trees and leaves.

Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 25, 2019 at 10:54pm

Thank you Michael...I'm glad this poem stirred your imagination....

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