Monday, October 20, 2014

FSF Challenge - Falling

Lillie McFerrin Writes
This week's writing challenge from
Five Sentence Fiction
Lillie McFerrin Writes ) is based upon the prompt:


What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week Lillie posts one word for inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word.

A simple poem for autumn.

The Price of Autumn

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Twisting, turning, colors burning,
On the wind they dance,
Slowly strolling, gently rolling,
Down the lane they prance.

The season's call makes others fall
Like red and orange snow,
Forming waves of brown and beige
And yellow all aglow.

Then frosty nights trim leaves in white,
A fragile crystal lace,
And frigid air, despite due care,
Nips every child's face.

Spread like charms across the farms,
Pumpkins now appear,
And apples feed the occasional steed
Or wandering white-tailed deer.

Yet we must pay for such fine days
With darkness in our soul,
For shortened days and cloudy grays
Will soon be winter's toll.

                                                 K. R. Smith

© 2012-2014 K. R. Smith All rights reserved


  1. You captures this season so beautifully! Love it!

    1. Thanks! And thank you for commenting - I read every one!

  2. This surprised and delighted me.
    I particularly liked, "frosty nights trim leaves in white" - beautiful imagery; and the idea that we must pay for fine days with darkness in our soul drew me up short. I'll be pondering on that for a while.

    1. Thank you!

      My response to the last verse may require a bit of thought on my part, too. It caused me a bit of concern when I wrote it (that it may be too dark), but that was what came out. I often don't fully understand why my thoughts go one way or another, and I even considered writing two versions of the poem, but was concerned it might come out as too light-hearted or silly. I may have more of an answer to this and I will let you know...

    2. I've added a new version for you:

    3. I don't know what to say... thank you!
      I hope you know I like the original just fine. It certainly takes a turn in the last verse, but it's not a bad turn. It left me with something to think about. There is something to the idea of having darkness in our soul, particularly at this time of year when nature, in sympathy, is dying all around us (or at the very least falling asleep) to be brought to new life, with us, in Spring. Darkness isn't necessarily bad. It can be an absence of knowing or lack of certainty, during which times we go entirely on faith.
      And here I draw myself up, lest I go on and on too long. I am honoured to have prompted a new version of your beautiful poem. Thank you!


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