Raking Leaves

This poem is a sensory poem, meant to be read aloud to simulate the raking sounds of Autumn! Enjoy!


Bright foliage, colorful hues,
Yellow, yellow, mellow yellow, yellow, mellow yellow,
Orange which is partly yellow and streaked with orange fire,
Where fire is bright and leaves a fright
And crackling and crackling,
And spitting and crackling and waiting in pile of leaves!

The sounds of leaves which are raked and raked, raked and raked,
And raked--Raking, raking, scraping and raking
And raking and scraping it goes!

Taking a break with piles left to rake
For a job which is never done,
For the fall leaves are falling
The falling of leaves
They fall and fall and fall,
In need of scraping and raking and raking and scraping again--
And again and again and again!

The circle continues as raking is taking a long, long time to tend,
The circle continues, the patterns arranged
But falling leaves cover the trails with a rage
The winds they do blow,
They blow leaves from the trees
And falling leaves cover, so the grass we can’t see!


So back to the raking and scraping and raking some more,
Keep raking and scraping and breaking at four
For nature is clever and holds all the cards
So one must keep raking and scraping their yards!
Persistence pays off with sore muscles and joints,
Fall leaves will return
I ask, “What’s the point?”
Put down the raking and scraping and jump into the leaves,
Have fun in the yard and enjoy the leaves as you please!