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.

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