Fay Slimm.

Such Plenty

 

Such Plenty.

 

Autumn

season of burgeoning juices,

your lusty-tongued ferment 

bulges with fall.

How ready-ripe luscious formed

fruitiness

which sun-seared waits swollen 

for your open maw.

 

Autumn

spreader of rust on emerald

verdance,

your seeded feast drips with 

tawny harvest.

How greedy-full of red berried

certainty

your gaudy blaze of overweight

garners.

 

Autumn

changer of frenetic spreading,

these dew-damp mornings send

death to hedgerows.

Your chill-bent mistiness finishes

roses.

 

Autumn

wind-ripper of used spider webs,

why harass such plenty when 

frugal's ahead ?

 

 

Comments5

  • orchidee

    Good write Fay.

  • Marie

    The abundance of Autumn captured so finely in both word and imagery with a very complementary graphic in this beautifully penned poem, dear Fay. A delightful gem! Thank you for sharing...

  • Dove

    As all things wither , but this is uniquely autumns footprints! Lovely poem dear Fay

  • ron parrish aka wordman

    a lovely image of autumn

  • Goldfinch60

    The upsets of autumn are certainly there Fay but with the beauty of Nature's Artwork and the knowledge that new life will be born shows us the wonder of Nature.

    Andy



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