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 ?
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Bit of a different approach to Autumn which the image urged me to pen - - hope you enjoy.
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Comments4
Good write Fay.
As all things wither , but this is uniquely autumns footprints! Lovely poem dear Fay
a lovely image of autumn
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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