Autumn Closes ( Autumn Snipping )
Behind the thinning trees
another glorious sunset
takes a late afternoon bow.
The European pine
in her golden dress
makes a final curtsy
before winter.
Elaine Morris (c) November 2014.
Behind the thinning trees
another glorious sunset
takes a late afternoon bow.
The European pine
in her golden dress
makes a final curtsy
before winter.
Elaine Morris (c) November 2014.
The still grey morning
awakens mellow sunshine.
When leaves fall slowly
in silence, her care worn frown
softens gently, and she smiles.
Elaine Morris (c) November 2014.
It’s a grey autumn morning beyong the sitting room window
but there’s a cosiness in here beside the fire.
No one is here but me and my thoughts
of preparation for winter and the changes it brings.
Seasonal festivities celebrated by fires,
roasting chestnuts gathered in the fall
in homes decorated with holly, ivy and mistletoe
that came to fruition as autumn encroached.
No better place to be after a brisk autumn walk
that quickens the breath that mists before
your rosy chilled cheeks.
Somewhere in the forest fungi lingers in silence
as people walk past, just a few stop and consider
the pereniality of things that rest through the year
and then appear to surprise us once again.
The hirundines have left.
No martins, swifts and swallows now.
Our winter visitors start to arrive from colder places.
Maybe our families will also gather together,
travelling home from faraway.
Will we be ready, having collected the harvest
that nature produced,
in this time of change and preparation.
Elaine Morris (c) November 2014
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