In the lengthening shadow
of summer’s hinterland,
leaves are already yellow
and their dusty weariness
is beginning to show.
Counting the days
that empty with their falling,
tattered and brittle,
they know they must go.
Kim M. Russell, 29th August 2019
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads Micro Poetry: Fill The Empty Parts
Kerry’s challenge this week is to write a poem in no more than 10 lines (but we may write in fewer than 10 lines all the way down to a single American sentence), choosing our own form or writing in free verse, and taking inspiration from Rupi Kaur, using the reference: ‘fill the empty parts…’
writing in north norfolk 
“Counting the days that empty with their falling,” … this is such a strong image! A moving and powerful piece of writing, Kim ❤️❤️
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Thank you, Sanaa! 🙂 xxx
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Loved this one! Fall is my favorite season 🍁
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Thank you, Sue!
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I so love this poem…and this time of year. Beautiful, Kim.
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Beautiful Kim! The leaves know they must go….I love that line in particular.
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Thanks Toni!
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Our leaves will fall when and if there is a frost in November or December. Us old timers too, November will be here soon. Nice writing, Kim.
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Thank you, Jim
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It is strange that humans are sad when autumn comes and trees shed their leaves to endure winter’s cold until spring comes. Probably because it means hardship for them too as somehow they must endure winter hopefully having stocked up enough supplies to last. But we don’t go short now do we? With so much trading around the world but just feel sorry for the trees! Your poem Kim however is beautiful!
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Thank you, Robin.
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Ahhh! That last line is perfect! Indeed, we must go..
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😊
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What a beautiful, poignant expression of the fall season
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Thank you, Susie.
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I like the idea of the leaves knowing that they need to go.
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I long for those falling leaves, and you took me there Kim. Thank you. Another hot one today here in Mesa; I am so ready for the cooler weather.
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Oh, me too, Linda! While I was looking after my grandson it was so hot. It’s cooking down a little now here in East A glua, especially on the North Norfolk coast.
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Crazy weather. And there’s a hurricane heading to Florida this weekend.
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I can’t imagine a hurricane. Our weather isn’t as spectacular but it can be dramatic!
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I’ve been through several when I lived in Texas. They are no fun at all.
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Wow!
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Nice, nice… and easier to take because we know they will be back.
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Thank you, Marian. Buds and fresh green spring leaves are wonderful too.
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Oh the leaves know, they ache to be yellow…
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They do. 😊🍁🍂
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Only you could make the shedding of leaves and the change of seasons so beautifully poetic.
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Thanks so much, Viv!
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You had me with those first two lines!
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Thanks Sara!
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