Autumn Welcome

September 22, 2020 at 10:03 pm (Poetry) (, , , )

It was autumn
As the princess walked through the forest
Some of the leaves had turned as red
As the colour of her hair

Other leaves had turned as orange
As the colour of one of her dress sleeves
As it blew gently in the breeze
In the shadow of a beckoning tree

Still other leaves had turned as gold
As the colour of her other dress sleeve
As it glistened in reflecting the golden rays of the sun
That shone through the opening in the forest

The top part of her dress was an amazing
And beautiful array of red, orange and gold
While her bottom skirt was as green
As the grass of the summer season now left behind

A blue jay had landed on her finger
With its colours of blue, black and white
Another bird with blue head, wings and tail
Plus orange breast and white bottom
Headed for a finger on her other hand

A bird with yellow breast
And head of white, black and dark green
Nestled on a dark branch
Of a small still green tree
On her right side

Behind her a bird flew
Yet to come into view
To reveal its colours
In the rays of the golden sun
That shone through the forest opening

It was autumn
And the princess was in the forest
With her friends the birds
Forming a collage to show
That in autumn
The earth wears a coat of many colours

-A poem written by Christopher
Tuesday September 22nd
Northern Autumn Equinox
2020.

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Another September

September 1, 2020 at 10:06 pm (Poetry) (, , )

Dawn of a new month
September
It was strange he had always thought of September
as an autumn month
Yet technically speaking the first 20 days of September
were usually considered officially summer
The last days of summer

But the leaves on the trees did not follow technicalities
For already they were starting to turn red and gold
The colours of autumn
heralding the advent of autumn

The city in which he lived
worshipped strange gods
cruel gods
perverted gods
Abomination and depravity
was how they marked September
He much prefered the leaves on the trees
falling to the ground
and being swept up by the winds
of a change of seasons
than any celebration of the darkness
within human hearts

-A poem written by Christopher
Tuesday September 1st 2020.

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A Reflection On Autumn

September 27, 2019 at 10:57 pm (Nature, Photography, Poetry) (, , , )

A Reflection On Autumn

Autumn… when the trees put on their coats of many colours 

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Haiku About Autumn 🍂

September 28, 2017 at 5:30 pm (Art, Arts, Literature, Nature, Poetry) (, , , )

Haiku About Autumn 🍂

That time when the trees
wear coats of many colours
a fall fashion show

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Haiku About Autumn’s Fleeting Glory

October 6, 2013 at 6:57 pm (Poetry) (, , , , , , )

The leaves on the trees

they turn to beautiful gold

only to fall down

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