Competition Entry

Nature always changes,
The big green leaves get covered with flowers
Which slowly die as they decrease till they disappear.
You can hear a “chip” from a bird or a “crack” from a branch,
You can play with snow or swim in its liquid state.
Nature always changes, every year, every season, every month,
Every day and we with it.

I Fall in love
With a guy:
His hair is rain
His eyes are cold.
I Fall in love
With a guy:
He makes me fly
He makes me Fall.
I Fall in love
With a guy:
He is Fall
If you don’t know…

If I look out of the window,
I see the sun on my right,
The summer is almost over
And the Fall is coming;
Soon leaves will fall down,
On the sleeping soil.
A child is running,
Chasing his hat
That the wind blew away
Over the red grass.

It’s Fall,
The small villages light up
They light up with perfumes and food
And they light up with people,
People from everywhere.
The fireplaces are lit,
The lights in the streets are lit,
The chatter starts,
And new friendships are made.

October is coming
And the fear is growing,
It is a long-awaited evening
But it’s gonna be a scary night.
In this enchanted night,
A mysterious shadow wanders.
Don’t worry if she knocks on the door
And spies on you with her crooked face,
It’s just a little girl
Who thinks she’s a witch.

Like a swallow doesn’t make spring,
So a brown leaf doesn’t make Fall,
But a state of mind
Seeking peace
Here is nature that turns to rest.
An opaque Sun reaches the undergrowth
And the hunter’s step
Makes it creaky.

Tears of clouds
That slowly go down
The glittering glass.
Houses,
The angry sky
resonates in every room,
a knocking on the door:
Autumn has arrived

Autumn is coming
The leaves begin to dance,
As if they were dancers,
While the wind carries them away.
The rain
Like a sweet lullaby.
The leaves
Colorful chameleons
cover the hills in orange.
The beaches, crowded in summer,
Are now empty.

Autumn,
such a sad season
But for me it means happiness
Because of its infinite shades and colors

Autumn has arrived
The leaves fall
Slowly

A cold touch on my arms
Chills up to the neck
The colorful flowers fade away like butterflies

The chirping of the birds
gives way to a thick fog

I walk,
and I hear
the leaves crunching under my feet

Trees with orange foliage
covered by clouds,
protecting them from the grey sky of anger.
The falling chestnuts
on the moist ground
in the chilly morning light.
Raindrops on a little girl’s bedroom window
she looks out and sees
a wet mocking bird.
Young folks in light dark clothes
meet in the main city square,
hiding the face of Autumn