Autumn Leaves

*drumroll* (joking) Right, for the first poem! This was written in April…some bad word choices there, but I’ll leave it untouched for now. 🙂 (and boy is the line spacing wide!)

Autumn Leaves

In memory

I walk into the magical wood

Trees guarding, protecting

Stretching their strengthened arms

Around me.


Whispering, ever so softly.

Bright, conversational exchanges.


Buried deep within the ancient oaks.


An orange leaf perches on my fingertip

Dried, barren, still tender with life

Drops, crunches, shatters.

Yet so beautiful.


Dancing among the showers

Amazed, enchanted

Delighted, hypnotized

Waltzing without limits.


Vivid images of her reappear

Her tender hand, her smiles

(Tears slowly cascading)

But now she is gone.


From  the forest of memories

Looking back

Hoping to see her waving

Only to hear the rustling of

Autumn leaves.

Autumn trees -
A picture that almost sums up how I felt when I wrote this piece. 🙂

Tell me what you think of this!


Author: Jessica Y

Economics student at the University of Cambridge. Aspiring data scientist.

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