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Why Call It Fall? (poem) πŸ

Is it because leaves undergo
hue-changing spell
& descend upon cool grass,
creating multi-colored mounds?
Is it because the schoolchildren
get eaten
by sea of crinkling past
when they land
into them,
leaving behind those Everest
woes the future holds?
Is it because our eyes can’t help
but falling in love
with the vibrancy,
Our hair can’t help
but fall in love
with the brisk breeze
that makes dancers
of the naked barked limbs.

Perhaps we call her Fall
because we fall for her
beauteous trickery
every single time.
No matter how much we
hope, we always see white-
out too soon.

May the oranges, reds, & yellows
reverberate me, warm me
through the harsh,
winter months

so I can write
about Springing
into bloom season.

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Β© 2015 – Eva PoeteX

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Author:

Evy Zen (formerly Eva PoeteX) is a Mystic Poetess, Eclectic Artist, and Wellness Advocate who calls the Greater Cleveland area home sweet home. Born a Clevelander with a Greek lineage, the arts started being a major part of her life the moment she picked up her first crayon. To date, dozens of Evy's writings have been featured in publications like Thought Catalog, The Journey Magazine, and TheSeeds4Life. She has also had the opportunity to collaborate with numerous musicians and artists across the globe. Currently, Evy is the Founding Editor of Poehemian Press and the Co-Founder of Health Mastery Movement. Additionally, she is the author of several poetry books, including Esoterra and Sacred Shapes. Furthermore, she holds a B.A. in Creative Writing from Cleveland State University and a Diploma in Exercise Nutrition from Shaw Academy. When she's not creating, she enjoys reading her weight in philosophical books, going on epic bike rides, playing racing games, and meditating to ambient music. To find out more, visit Evy Zen’s official website: www.evyzen.com

12 thoughts on “Why Call It Fall? (poem) πŸ

  1. β€œPerhaps we call her Fall
    because we fall for her
    beauteous trickery
    every single time.
    No matter how much we
    hope, we always see white-
    out too soon.”

    … love this and the whole poem itself. I really like the usage of different colors – what a creative idea in this poem.

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