It’s not that we have to quit
this life one day, but it’s how
many things we have to quit
all at once: music, laughter,
the physics of falling leaves,
automobiles, holding hands,
the scent of rain, the concept
of subway trains... if only one
could leave this life slowly!
Tag: life music laughter beauty carpe-diem loss rain sorrow dying regret trains automobiles holding-hands leaves subway
Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn't making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain.
I didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone.
Tag: leaves
I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.
Wendy DelsolTag: fall autumn outdoors imagine red outside orange leaves leaf crisp
This is a green world, with animals comparatively few and small, and dependent on the leaves. By leaves we live.
Patrick GeddesTag: leaves photosynthesis
Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow, For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?
John B. TabbTag: winter fall snow autumn leaves snowflakes foliage
I made myself a glass of chocolate milk using enough syrup for three normal glasses. I also made myself four peanut butter crackers. Then I walked out the living room door to our terrace. The trees were coming! New green was all over ... green so new that it was kissing yellow.
E.L. KonigsburgTag: leaves chocolate-milk kissing-yellow
With its leaves so rich and heavy with elation and its crimson face made brighter with visions of divinity the shadow of a certain rose looks just like an angel eating light.
AberjhaniTag: beauty light roses spirituality angels faces shadows divinity beauty-in-nature leaves elation mystical-poetry spiritual-beauty
I thought about how the past can become so small. An entire day, 24 separate, heavy hours, becomes the size of a tiny brown leaf falling from a tree. Before you know it, a whole year is just a pile of dead leaves on the ground. The year or so I’d spent in love with Chad was starting to feel so long ago, swept away by the wind. I knew that this year would soon feel far away too.
Kimberly NovoselTag: pain love relationships grief healing the-past in-love leaves
Trees lose their leaves in blizzards like these.
Ashly LorenzanaTag: nature sadness despair winter trees metaphor symbolism depression snow hopelessness leaves blizzard
I guess I'm just feeling Septemberish," sighed Chester. "It's getting towards autumn now. And it's so pretty up in Connecticut. All the trees change color. The days get very clear―with a little smoke on the horizon from burning leaves. Pumpkins begin to come out.
George SeldenTag: fall autumn pumpkins leaves
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