Fall

Karin Steyn

Brownish and yellow and orange and lime,
they fall to the ground, they fall to the ground.
Tossing and turning without any sound,
they fall to the ground, without any sound.
They fall through the air, without wasting time.

Swirling and twirling and whirling they fall.
Laying bare branches and laying bare tree.
Dropping without stopping gently, gently,
aimlessly, patiently, shamelessly free,
spinning and twisting in featherlike fall.

Published by Karin Steyn

Born in South Africa and raised in Zimbabwe, Karin Steyn teaches English at high school level. Karin Steyn writes for Associated Content and Ezine Articles. She has written her first children's book: Pop-In...  View profile

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