The Hidden Things

January 27, 2018
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A cold crisp fall
The leaves brush by
Orange and yellow
Red and brown

All mixing together with others
Forming a whirl of shapes and colors
Spinning on
And on

Caught in the draft
In the corner of a building
Leaves try to run
A cold wind blows them back

Red and orange bricks
Smashing leaves
Ripping, Tearing
The wind relentlessly pummelling

Stillness, Silence
The leaves float down
Torn, Broken

To form, once again
A beautiful pile of colors
Orange and yellow
Red and brown

Showing no sign of wear

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