Fall Poem Fall Springing from the branches, a rainbow dances, weaving and sifting among the grove; Parchments of a summer’s toil- giving me my annual foil as into the piles, I dove. Others are Reading Teenager Driver The Colors of Our Souls Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: Essence of Angels An Old Man Went Before Heaven Two Stanzas Written After the Inevitable Failure The Portrayal of Love in Two Poems Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * 7 × = forty two