Falling Fast

Photo by Leigha Robbins

autumn leaves are all around

slowly falling they hit the ground

orange and yellow, brown and red

they fall so the earth can be fed

the leaves decay and become food

a crisp air puts us in the mood

for bonfires and hay rack rides

with those we love at our sides

autumn is the best you see

it’s when my mom gave birth to me


Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August (FDDA) #28 – your favorite season

Falling

He stood at the bar, handsome and with an undeniable confidence that was intoxicating me from across the room.  I had to meet him even if I had no chance.  I had to say hello or forever regret my decision.

I stood up and took my drink walking towards the bar.  Soon we made eye contact.  I came to within a couple of steps away and I tripped over the bottom of someone’s coat that had slid off their seat.  I tripped right into his arms.  I guess you could say that was the day I fell for my husband.


(100 words)

Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August #1 (FDDA)

Slip, Trip and Fall

The view from down here

Is not a pretty site

And just when I think

I can’t fall any further

I slip on my depression

And trip over my anxieties

I pray I soon reach the bottom

So I can focus on the way

To climb back to the top

But right now I can’t

Let go of my painful past

Or stop fearing what comes next

So I fall another feet or two

Losing a little more of who it am

 

Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – top