dead leaves blowing like snow

Monday is Quadrille Monday. What is a Quadrille? It is a poetic form unique to dVerse – exactly 44 words in length excluding the title and must include the prompted word. The prompted word for this Q44 is “crunch” or variant of the word: crunched, crunches, crunching. crunchy, crunchify – or whatever you make up with crunch! Come join us as we crunch and munch poems! This is also posted on Poets United Poetry Pantry.


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dead leaves blowing like snow
dead leaves blowing like snow –
walking amongst them,
crunching underfoot,
like snow –
winter is almost here –
heavy frost on the grass –
full moon holding back the stars –
a fox steps cautiously –
an owl glides silently
stars are still –
*Yuki no yō ni fuite ha

* dead leaves blowing like snow

43 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. qbit
    Dec 02, 2017 @ 16:18:22

    Even though I don’t speak Japanese, the last line was beautiful just as sound…


  2. Sherry Blue Sky
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 14:40:13

    I love the Japanese words and forms that flow through your poetry – so magical and mysterious. This is gorgeous, Toni.


  3. Mary
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 15:05:21

    Oh, so true….the leaves DO blow like snow. An omen of things to come, at least in these parts. So far we have been spared.


  4. Donna@LivingFromHappiness
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 15:18:07

    I absolutely adore the imagery of this poem…..and especially ‘full moon holding back the stars’….I hope to watch it tonight!


  5. sanaarizvi
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 15:55:49

    I love the image of the full moon holding back the stars 💕 Gorgeous writing here, Toni 🙂


  6. ZQ
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 17:28:14



  7. Beverly Crawford
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 18:30:32

    What a beautiful write. I, too, liked the sound of that last line!


  8. Victoria C. Slotto
    Dec 03, 2017 @ 21:09:04

    So gorgeous, dreamy. I love this line: full moon holding back the stars –
    We raked most of them last week and this morning snow covered them–the moon woke me up at 4 40…got a head start, I love that time of day.


    • kanzensakura
      Dec 04, 2017 @ 14:42:15

      I do too. I often don’t get into bed until 2 ish. And up at 6. On full moon nights, I barely sleep. I’m outside watching the critters, walking around. We never take our leaves. We know they will have blown away by Christmas. Lazy folk we are!


  9. mhmp77
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 02:51:03


    full moon holding back the stars

    When things appear to court danger, all are expected to play their part – including the moon. Clever take Toni!



  10. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 03:25:49

    I saw the moon yesterday evening, and it still hung like a giant balloon when we bicycled to work…

    I could easily imagine a fox there…. love the poetry


  11. whimsygizmo
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 15:05:42

    This is so incredibly gorgeous. I LOVE “full moon holding back the stars” especially.


  12. Vivian Zems
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 15:09:05

    I reached for my coat while reading this!


  13. kim881
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 15:17:40

    The repetition is effective, especially the final line in Japanese, which I tried to read aloud – it has a snowy feel in my mouth – like I’m puffing cold air! I also like that you bring in the fox and the owl late in the poem – a surprise.


    • kanzensakura
      Dec 04, 2017 @ 15:19:46

      They rather surpised me too! I haven’t seen foxes around here for several years. Well hidden I imagine. Japanese always to me has a snow, or rainy, or blossom feel when spoken. but then I suppose that is memories of visits there! It always seemed to be raining or something blooming.


  14. Laura Bloomsbury
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 15:33:18

    Marvellous melding on the seasonal borders in your poem. The fox adds extra dimension to the leaf colours – as well as the snow since some turn white with the winter. And in Japan the fox has a supernatural significance (I love Kurosowa’s The Foxes wedding in his film Dreams)


  15. Jane Dougherty
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 15:48:29

    Lovely! i recognize that scene.


  16. whippetwisdom
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 16:34:43

    A beautiful write Toni and I especially love ‘winter is almost here –
    heavy frost on the grass –
    full moon holding back the stars’ – xxx


  17. alisonhankinson
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 17:02:02

    What a lovely piece, very peaceful. I like your snow too…


    • kanzensakura
      Dec 04, 2017 @ 17:28:38

      They have a place on WP where you can start it up and it goes until after New Year’s. I am always sad when it stops!

      Sent from Mail for Windows 10



  18. Glenn Buttkus
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 17:17:07

    One advantage to not raking your leaves is that they may provide mulch for the soil. To bed at 2, up at 6–gosh–hopefully you take naps to catch up. No on seems to capture the Japanese spirit like you do, We all appreciate the education.


  19. Frank Hubeny
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 17:40:00

    Nice comparison of leaves to snow. They both can make a crunching sound.


  20. Grace
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 20:37:25

    I love that dead leaves blowing like snow and that full moon holding back the stars ~ Alas the day and the night lately here have been cloudy and misty ~


  21. purplepeninportland
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 20:41:09

    ‘stars are still’ – what a picture that creates!


  22. Frank J. Tassone
    Dec 04, 2017 @ 22:42:37

    evocative imagery, and a wonderous sense of place and time. Beautiful, Toni!


  23. Feelings and Freedom
    Dec 05, 2017 @ 01:19:41

    Lovely piece of writing Toni! Dead leaves like snow….what a great reference!


  24. sarahsouthwest
    Dec 05, 2017 @ 01:45:21

    WI love the images that seem to pass through this poem, like creatures in the night.


  25. Janice
    Dec 05, 2017 @ 05:30:47

    Love this…dead leaves blowing like snow brings the natural progression together as it is felt


  26. Misky
    Dec 05, 2017 @ 07:00:05

    That last phrase is exquisite.


  27. Mary (tqhousecat)
    Dec 05, 2017 @ 07:52:08

    Beautiful, this transitional pause between seasons


  28. Linda Kruschke
    Dec 05, 2017 @ 16:10:15

    In the almost 30 years I’ve lived in Oregon, this is the first time I experienced blowing, crunching leaves in the fall. Typically, our fall is wet and the leaves are drenched before they leave the tree, then lie on the ground in wet, messy clumps. I could like fall if it was always as you’ve described in this lovely poem.


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