Leaves

Hudson 1992 (Guayaquil)



Riverside and a whole lotta leaves
Dead grass and dirt trails will probably paint a better picture
Not much to see not much to do but
as temps reach sub zero marks the rough and the wild will continue
over concrete, by squirrels,
after dark in dim lit supermarket parkin' lots and
those one eerie shoppin' carts,
seem to play back over and again
Canadian geese honk and fly off in the distance
They say no one other snowflakes the same
A road stretches far as the eye can see
Those pebbles to its side speak
Frosty weeds make their way from hills to sand and seashells
Foam from the swells will splash up into what can be a shade of grey and or white skies
Theres ice all around.. lakes.. ponds..

About this poem

when i wrote this poem, it had just started getting cold and i had been writing and sharing poems on fb for a while, years. i had been struggling to find my way in life and feelin down. i had just become disabled like according to the doctor but wasnt receiving benefits yet. shock for me. i was used to working and saving and spending and trying to have a succesful career and just life. thats when in retrospec realized i kinda had a pot problem because i couldnt afford it anymore. my girl left. i started writing with the intentions of sharing the poems on facebook. the nature of my disability is fear related so i thought when i got out and wrote the first poem for facebook but all my life i had love writing, poetry. i kept writin about 12 poems every winter. i reached a point where i felt accomplished and didnt want to write out of fear anymore. so with capitalization and a few punctuation tweaks just now this is the first 1 from that moment. i forget when i wrote it i believe it was 2018, like nov 

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Submitted by Hudson on January 28, 2022

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Hudson

I was born in Ecuador and have been living in New Jersey since 5 so going on 24 years. Im not the brightest bulb but got good grades in school. I live in a predominantly Spanish town not too far from New York City. Big pothead more…

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