Amy Barlow Liberatore… stories of lost years, wild times, mental variety, faith, and lots of jazz

Tag Archives: Leaves

Fall Depression Full 001

Fall Moves In (a lament)

A hearty breeze brings
a shower of shattered shedlings
scattered on the lawn

At dawn, slippery, slothful
lying low; sunup warms and
wakes them to crunchcrackle delight

Within the crowd, can you see?
Lost souls… no tree to shelter them
Fodder for the loathsome length

of punishing, pewter-sky winter

© 2013 Amy Barlow Liberatore/Sharp Little Pencil
Artwork © Amy Barlow Liberatore (open image in new window for closer view)

More artwork from me, drawn this time for the theme of the poem.

I already have a head start on the winter blues.
Lots of you know what I mean, and I’ll take on the subject of “holly jolly consumerism” later on.
The thought gave birth to verse and art, so I guess something good came out of it!
For Poets United’s Poetry Pantry and Imaginary Garden With Real Toads.
Peace and light, Amy