Enigma Weekend Edition: Poetry by Ainsleigh Motta

"Autumn Leaves"
by Ainsleigh Motta

Autumn leaves soaring in the wind

Each of the them a shade of vibrant tangy orange

Wilted and rough their edges are

Yet each set of braille completely their own

Beautiful and crisply they continue to fly

Few red leaves fly on by, un-phased by their orange brethren

The unnoticeable presence does not prevail

Those that first fell from the tree begin to wilt

They lie on the road tainted and kaput

Through rain and snow, sun and shine

Yet again swept off their feet

They shatter and drift through the pale yellow sky

Occasionally one’s stem might latch to that of another

Broken again and again by the reckless wind

Tossing and turning, spinning and flipping

Their dance continues in a silver sky

The dance of a zombie, so it seems

For their lifeless bodies can no longer breathe

The wind doesn’t listen, the wind doesn’t care

Craving more entertainment, the sky booms its voice

The leaves bitterly weep, their tears flooding the streets

The sky crackles in amusement over and over again

For the journey of a leaf shall not reach its end

Until spring doth shine its light

 

Enigma is an art and literary magazine. Staff membership is open to any interested high school student. Each year’s staff is formed at the beginning of that school year. The Enigma staff is responsible for all aspects of production, from writing and artwork selection to layout and publication tasks. Members are also required to attend Coffeehouse readings. Items intended for publication may be submitted to the faculty adviser, Mrs. Carol Allen-Gordon.