So quickly now
autumn days darken
into fade of evening.
as colder now
bedroom shivvers
succumb to
quilted warmth
whilst fireworks
crack and bang long
into November night
where sleep finds
pillow of dreams
swirling over atmospheric
quiet of radio comfort
Slowly then
mornings light
creeps to waken
the thief of dreams
reality's harbinger
radio news beckons
the day's treasure
of life to be loved
Outside
my beatiful tulip tree
almost bare of gold
stands proud
amid blanket
of cast-off
rusty golden
season treasures
bounty for
the earthworm
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dusk arising (
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Beautiful words d a.
I don't say this very often but this must go into my favourites.
Andy
Thank you Andy. A rare honour indeed,
Very lovely words , dusk )
Beautiful poem .
Thank you Yellowrose.
That's the leaves fell off (or falling off) the trees then. Won't see them again until about Spring time.
The leaves fall later than expected maybe - not usually early October, but later.
Waste of time sweeping them up until they have all fallen, unless they are wet and slippery.
Sweep 'em up? Are you kidding? They've fallen onto the unkempt part of my lawn which by popular demand I've allowed to become a wilderness.... good for the planet, our wildlife, and wild flora.
Good one dear poet
Captured the emotions of winters and the radio so well
Words on point
Well knit and delivered dear poet
Thank you Spilleronsheet.
Unfolds petal by petal. A beautiful offering of nature. The beauty of well penned poetry, you know. 🙂
You're very kind, thank you.
The world is going nuts, yet nature still continues doing what she does best. Hopefully aided by Cop26, but I won't hold my breath.
Mother nature is changing as Goldfinch pointed out with his flowers and shrubs blossoming again at this time of year. Where we end up we will just have to wait and see, though as an oldie it's changes now for my grandchildren gathers my support.
This was just like my today morning! Loved it.
Thank you Lorna. Somehow I captured the poetry in the day to day occurrences in our changed lives of 2021. My life has certainly c.hanged i.e. slowed right down since forced to retire for health . Hope you are keeping well and safe.
Really outstanding. I enjoyed this much.
Thank you very much.
Your range continues to surprise. This is what MPS is for!
Your words move slowly to capture the experience of "reality's harbinger" and touch the heart of this reader with such courage as you face the lash of another days' coping with treatment - -- hats off and big hugs to you dear Dusk.
Very nice indeed. Splashing words on the mental canvas that resonate and effortlessly paint imagery. Just my kind of poetry.
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