Hey Folks.  I have decided to put something else out there on this blog, poetry.  I have been writing poetry for years, some good, some bad, some just mushy to make my wife fall in love with me.  I have decided now to put some of those poems out on Tuesday as well as some new stuff.  Some of these are not super, I am not going to post the ones that I consider lame.  There will probably be some classical stuff later on, I have a couple of “epic” style poems in Iambic Pentameter that are inspired my the old Roman and greek Poets, Homer, Virgil and the like.

I hope this will, if anything be at least some fun to read.  Oh yea, there are silly poems as well, some still written on hamburger wrappers from an age long ago…:)

Today I don’t remember the story behind this poem but it is about Trees and Autumn.  I am fairly sure it was a school assignment at some point.  Anyway, Enjoy!

Autumn

By: Justin Matthews

Motion.  Fluidity.

Poetry in its own right.

Beautifully Orchestrated Colors, Vibrant.

Red, Gold, Evergreen.

Fluttering in gentle breezes, Small sails.

Swaying in unison like Soldiers, Fallen Comrades and those soon to be.

Death all around; Cosmic Recycling.

Life bubbling within, while preparing for sleep.

Winter is nigh.

All told from the Trees, Fluidly moving in Autumn Breezes.

Comments are open and needed below.

-Justin