Photo by Sandis Helvigs

Like a falling leaf,
Floating down my trunk
In hypnotic, looping swirls,
Filling my world of cold and decay
With your brilliant ballet of gold,
You made me forget
What becomes of a fallen leaf,
And the tree it leaves
Shivering in the cold.

I apologize for failing this week! I set out to write a 3LineTale, but inspiration hit and I let the pen do its thing. I liked my first draft so much that I didn’t want to change it. Apologies Sonya! Check out more 3LineTales HERE

Don’t forget to tell me what you think!



  1. Prakash Hegade · November 26, 2016

    That was a beautiful poem. I would pick the last 3 lines for the 3 line tale. It sums it all.. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Lynn Love · November 28, 2016

    Brilliant ballet of gold – lovely line. Cold and loneliness abound here – you’ve created a great atmosphere. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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