“Be like the tree that will never falter. Despite its fallen leaves, it withstands the chill of winter, yearning for the warm… — Mouloud Benzadi Copy Share Image
The stripped and shapely Maple grieves The ghosts of her Departed leaves. The ground is hard, As hard as stone. The year… — John Updike Copy Share Image
“Just as dust of a gentle breeze, quiet ascends of fallen leaves, upward to the skies. Still, we rise.” — Sherman Kennon Copy Share Image
“Glib tongues frill up their hash of knowledge for mankind in polished speeches that are no more than vaporous winds rustling the… — Goethe Copy Share Image
“He smelled like fall — not like pumpkin and freshly fallen leaves, but like fall in Florida — salty like the beach… — Kandi Steiner Copy Share Image
The autumn air is clear, The autumn moon is bright. Fallen leaves gather and scatter, The jackdaw perches and starts anew. We… — Li Bai Copy Share Image
I was ravenous for my child and took to gorging myself in the boneyard, hoping that she might possibly meet me halfway,… — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“Autumn is a fleeting season, melancholy by nature. Its ghostly beauty cultivates a fertile atmosphere for memories that wrote their history on… — Brian P. Easton Copy Share Image
A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves… — Eric Sloane Copy Share Image
“the serenity of the world tugging tight the straps of its cloak around the smattering of low brick buildings; the sunlight receding… — Ronald Malfi Copy Share Image
Being a creator of a song I get to take all these broken fragments of failure and chaos and weave together something… — Jon Foreman Copy Share Image
The surface of the pond was green with fallen leaves. "How could you have been happy there? I know what you thought,… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The first fallen leaves of the season skitter like vermin across the concrete. You wish they could carry away the refuse that's… — Kirk Jones Copy Share Image
Cynie Cory roams the outer reaches of the heart’s territory, from the snowy winter of family life to the tropical jungles of… — Barbara Hamby Copy Share Image
“Yes, I had dreamed of becoming a botanist, my entire life, really. I'd thought a great deal about the various species of… — Sarah Jio Copy Share Image
“He was looking into a still forest pool when he found himself, his reflected face ringed by fallen leaves: a Crow of… — John Crowley Copy Share Image
“The breeze carried herself to my nose. It was a scent I hadn't smelled before. It smelled like fallen leaves, or the… — Sohn Won-Pyung Copy Share Image
“he can see alice in wet leaves, first as kids, when they'd jump in them, then as teenagers, when she would lie… — Emily Franklin Copy Share Image
