Fay Slimm.

And Now


And Now.


And now the high heath

crimples its leaves

with furze and ling

to mix drying patches

with summer's brash glitter.


And now autumn seeds

drop in chill breezes

as purpling hills

furnish brown batches

of ferns for first kindlings.


And now hearth-fire needs

adorn cottage beams

hung to greet winter

in old drying fashion

for heat, all hands willing.


And now round hawed fields

life sees winter feed

once more fresh-ripened 

for next spring to yield

new offspring thru' foresight.



  • orchidee

    A fine write Fay.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Thanks dear Orchi for reading my tribute to autumn.

    • Neville

      tis best to be prepared .. and thanks for reminding me to place my log order ...

      remarkably atmospherically and of the moment but with that much loved dated feel that you are so good at conveying .................... x

      • Fay Slimm.

        Bless ya my buddy - - thanks by the ton for your comment on my small tribute to the simple life . -- - and hope the order placed means great log fires to toast ya toes by` come winter..........x

      • Neil Higgins

        Thy art mighty invested with slumbering tales of countryside spender with autumn peering over the hill me thinks.
        Another fine write Fay.
        Exits stage....thingee me jig.....

        • Fay Slimm.

          Ah - and thou friend art hastily thanked for thine ebullient comment on And Now - I canst truly imagine thee gallant Neil ensconced on a Stratford stage and clearly reciting this slumbering tale.

        • dusk arising

          Such a concise poetic passing of the seasons.
          Exquisite. One for my favs.

          • Fay Slimm.

            And thanking you mightily dear Dusk for the honour of adding this little ditty to your list of faves.

          • The elder poet

            Very well written . Thank you for sharing.

            • Fay Slimm.

              My pleasure is that you enjoyed the writing and thank you dear poet for stopping by.

              • The elder poet

                You are so welcome. You have a good night.

              • Coyote

                You paint quite a remarkable picture with these lines Fay. Excellent write🙂

                • Fay Slimm.

                  Thanking you muchly my friend - - and so the seasons come and they go - - so glad you enjoyed the verse about changes.

                • MendedFences27

                  Four seasons in the countryside, painted with a time worn brush. It felt of olden times and "hearth-fire" warmness. A beautiful picture in words. - Phil A.

                  • Fay Slimm.

                    Hello dear Phil and thank you for reading and kindly reviewing my little tribute to days gone by when seasons were harvested for help with hard times. So glad you saw that "hearth-fire" warmness needed such kindling and dried ferns stored well inside small dwellings.

                  • Eugene S.

                    Such classic beauty in your words. There is so much care in their choosing.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    Good words Fay those Autumn seeds are coming.


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