Autumn - Life And Death Surround Us! (My Personal Fave)

I walk in the park and I hold my breath
We are always surrounded by life and death
Old old men playing bowls on the lawn
Tiny little children float boats on a pond

by BEAU GOLDEN Click to read full poem

Comments (10)

very true.. your personal favorite tells a lot.. a lot about life and death..about our existence.. this is a very great concept...great flowing from your mind...fight from your heart... 10+++ lovelots Maia
A very beautiful piece of poetry, deep thoughts and an important theme to dwell on. In DEATH one is supposed to see his microscopic shape before the macroscopic universe...Ironically enough, it's the small and tiny worms who become the kings and the queens to feast on our flesh after death...A great lesson to humans in order for them to wake up and adjust their priorities in life...
Very interesting....u have brought out the picture of life and death seen in our surroundings every day, we soon neglect the dead and begin to admire the newly springing life.......a routine visible invisible all around us!
definitely did like it. nice contrasts in the images. and as we get older we notice it more and more.
Yes the imagery work is really well show cased...a wonderful poem to ponder on...the layout of this poem is also made to visualize the park and many more things what you expressed...Crafting is really good
beautiful poem and i agree with Virginia it goes to show no matter what life marches on.
Well I just had to read something by someone who had the balls to call anything I wrote condescensing. LOL.
Excellent write! Amazing use of imagery and heart. Makes you stop and think about all around us. Good job!
Beau>>>A Fine Penning, here...Like the structure, crisp & tight...stellar use of imaery...Overall solid Work! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FJR
Wow, that is a really good poem. I wrote one that was not on life and death but it was about walking through the park and seeing things in a new persepctive. Seeing all the small beautiful things in life. The poem is called Perspective. I really loved this read!