In the forest,
The skeletal trees
Herald winters
imminent approach
But for now
The autumn lingers
But the fruiting
brambles bushes
Will soon feel winters
icy fingers
On the leaf carpeted
floor
Life continues
And the forest
creatures
Go about their work
For today it is still
autumn
And tomorrow is
another day
Through the misty dawning
Of a crisp autumn
morning
Like emerging from a
dream
Amidst the haunting
scene
I spy Pheasants in the
frost
And in the moment, I
am lost
Under autumnal skies
The suns strength diminishes
With each passing day
And foliage turns slowly
From green to gold
To red, to brown
Before fluttering to earth
Where autumn breezes
Make them dance
To the seasons song
But dancing turns to fury
When breeze turns to raging storm
And autumn windfalls
Are sent swirling
As if caught
In a frenetic snow globe
Though the lucky ones
Escape the chaos
Being driven on the wind
Into quiet corners
Or beneath hedgerows
The rest whirl like dervishes
Hither and thither
Until the rains
Turn them to mush under foot
In the autumn meadow
Everywhere was wet
with Dew
And highlighted in the
tall grasses
Were a myriad of lustrous webs
waiting to reward their architects
For their industry and
patience
Beneath the dusky grey sky
Of low scudding
clouds,
The ambient air was
damp
Blown in from the west
On the same storm fed
wind
That chased the clouds
Across the autumn sky
In the dewy autumn meadow
I watch the dawn’s
first rays
Beginning to evaporate
the mist
In the majesty of
Autumn days
When we were kids in the autumn
My brother would hide
from view
Beneath a pile of
fresh fallen leaves
