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Certificate of Excellence for my poem: Fiery Fall

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.

Fiery Fall

Colors of fiery fall feed your
Feelings of fierce freedom
Flowing with the blowing,
Air around all aflurry,
In its need to breathe in
The sweetest air keeping you alive.

I let the fleeting breeze
Run up my sleeve, it
Sneaks up my armpit,
As easily as you please,
Surges through me, lifting,
Roaming around, finding pause
To circle, freely, around my breast,
Neck, and head. Stealth is best,
As I fly where the wind will rest.

As the sweeping air embraces
Me with its wonders,
I steal a peek, and my heart stutters,
At the fire leaping from the leaves,
Whose colors turn from yellow,
Burnished greens, rust, blood red,
Burgundy, all flit around my head
Leaping from tree top
To tree top, to bush, to flower,
To weed, to soil, nourishing
All with its slow hover
That steals your breath in awe
At the splendor of the fleeting fall critter.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518

Categories
Uncategorized

Certificate of Excellence for my poem: Fiery Fall

Thank you, administrators, for the accolade and your hard work.

Fiery Fall

Colors of fiery fall feed your
Feelings of fierce freedom
Flowing with the blowing,
Air around all aflurry,
In its need to breathe in
The sweetest air keeping you alive.

I let the fleeting breeze
Run up my sleeve, it
Sneaks up my armpit,
As easily as you please,
Surges through me, lifting,
Roaming around, finding pause
To circle, freely, around my breast,
Neck, and head. Stealth is best,
As I fly where the wind will rest.

As the sweeping air embraces
Me with its wonders,
I steal a peek, and my heart stutters,
At the fire leaping from the leaves,
Whose colors turn from yellow,
Burnished greens, rust, blood red,
Burgundy, all flit around my head
Leaping from tree top
To tree top, to bush, to flower,
To weed, to soil, nourishing
All with its slow hover
That steals your breath in awe
At the splendor of the fleeting fall critter.

©️ Malak kalmoni chehab ©️

My poetry book, Perfectly Flawed poetry for change, is available on all eplatforms including Amazon.  It was on the finalist list for the Canadian Book Club Awards 2023.

https://www.amazon.ca/Perfectly-Flawed-poetry-Malak-Kalmoni/dp/1525582518