WEEKLY CONTEST WEEK 8 - Poetry Game - The tree lost its leaves
The tree lost its leaves
As if
Summer had never happened in our garden , -
I walk under the cherries, The
leaves have fallen completely.
Bare cherries and lilacs
In a quiet shade.
He is just one leaf
hanging over the web.
Clung quickly
to the lower branch.
Apparently, it hurts to leave a
cherry leaf .
The tree lost its leaves,
spun, scattered.
Mushrooms lurked
in the sun on the lashes.
The strings break in the stubble
And fly into the vortex,
Like unearthly birds -
Golden and gray.
And the crimson
Heart in viburnum acts .
Here is a leaf flying over us -
From the garden - into the valley.