I was on the 1st floor,
The moment I came out of the door,
I had the mobile phone in my hand,
Like hypnotism I was struck at that split second!
Yes an element of nature did mesmerize me,
It was the leaves of an unknown tree,
The wind was playing with them at ease,
As if they were the piano-keys!
I kept looking at the wavy flow of the leaves,
I felt like someone loaded my heart with celestial bliss!
October-10-2000
Trisha M. Barrek Hopkins
The color of all the leaves when they change
For when they get ready for winter
Where all the animals get arranged
And you trying to get out that wood splinter
For the winters snow will begin to fall
When the insects go into hiding
You know they heard the colds call
Watching all the animals deciding
All the colors of nature
Change the look of everything
All the leaves color the pasture
All the beauty that nature has to bring
In the kids hearing all their laughter
A calm sound when the nature sings
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January.5.2004
Trisha Barrek Hopkins
A big tall colorful tree
Just standing in a pool of color
For all to see
One by one
Colorful leaves start to slowly fall
And have their final rest
On the ground
The lay silently without a sound
Until kids come by to have a ball
With all the awesome leaves
That they have found
In their minds they still can't believe
On how beautiful big and round the tree stands
The kids make big piles
And jump in the leaves laughing
Throwing them in the air
On their backs now relaxing without a care
As the leaves fall back down
Brushing against their face
All these came from a tree with bark so brown
Waving its branches at its own pace
This tree has big strong arms
When you step back with amazement
Or swinging on that handmade swing
Your heartbeat is racing with alarm
While listening to the birds sing
You capture the joyment
The tree has to give
It may be old
But this tree still has long to live
A couple sits down
By the big tall colorful tree
Everyone in town
Sees the beauty of what may be
The lives that it has seen
From a childs life to becoming an adult
Just imagen the tree came from a nut
The couple sits
And just stares peacefully
Relaxing a long side the tree
As years past
This big tall colorful tree
People are amazed on what they see
Hopeing and wishing that this tree will last
As beautiful as it may be
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pinch hard,
the uncut-floor,
give hydrogen to a brother,
mint,
put it up for sale,
pleasure plastic,
stow-away hid on a dream-ship,
give a free ride,
play for awhile,
duke it out with dull teeth,
duke it out with knife leaves
blow up a balloon
stretching silver sweet
Go for it i guess
get out on the moutain and come down
filter while we figure-out frowns
bow-tie naked
make the party fun
un-tied blue free
Floating through the air,
Travelers that travel the world,
They see more than I.
Winter comes
To ice over my heart
Gone is my sunshine
My only sunshine
Summer is past
Our prime behind
Fall is here
And I strike the earth
“What goes up
Must come down”
And “what goes around
Comes around”
But as the leaves change
And fall to the ground
Someday you’ll fall
In my arms again
I walk through leaves
To stolen storms
Where green is not an option
I want to see the powder stream down
And paste the sidewalk frozen
The towers above me I do not fear
I have come here many a year
To places so familiar
I am home
Lights of brightness and of snow
I spread my wings and land on a cement rainbow
Grey for streets that never end
Yellow lines instructing you to keep to the path you choose
A palate of colors
That are always knowing
If I walked by you
Yes you that billboard there
Would you remember when I was here 3 years ago with my father?
Seeing my first staged production?
Or do you remember the summer after
When I went running forever through the streets
Looking for the cast of a television show
That no longer gives me laughter
I change with the seasons
I become different yet the same when it snows
When I enter the steel garden
I remember what has been
And I am never quite sure if I should be happy that it has been
Or sad that it can no longer happen the way it once did?
The sky is a clear blue
leaves blow gently in the breeze,
Fall does take its toll
as leaves fall with ease.
Reds, oranges, yellows, and gold
leaves being blown everywhere,
cold days are certainly coming
the trees will be naked and bare.
Swaying in the wind
tree branches bend and bow,
not looking forward to the cold night
watching the sunset's evening glow.
Clouds of purples, pinks and reds
reflect the sun's radiant beams,
the moon is ready to smile
its light gives a brilliant gleam.
Autumn was slow to arrive
nights are starting to get cold,
I enjoy this time of year
looking at Autumn leaves of gold.
Copyright © Cynthia Jones
Oct.10/2011