Dead Leaves
Nuts
Reds and golds
Cobwebs in the grass
Sunlight streaming
Low and old
A Gilded sky
Of yellow hued
Mellowed glass
Soft memories of harvest gone
Fading summer days
English fields of stubbled corn
Bonfires
Berries
Evening haze
Country things
These are the thoughts
That Autumn brings
'...Sunlight streaming Low and old...' my favorite among a great catalog of images. I can almost smell the burning leaves.
Reds and golds Cobwebs in the grass Sunlight streaming Low and old A Gilded sky Of yellow hued Mellowed glass Soft memories of harvest gone Fading summer days English fields of stubbled corn My dear Egal Bohen you are really talented in- escalating wonderful memoirs...in words, want to keep you as my best poetic friend........
I love summer but your poem makes me think of what autumn can offer..yes I agree all the colours..a lovely poem from you -Pia
LIKE THE POEM, you got a cool style, i can see every word, i can see, fall.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful imagery. I like what you see from your own personal window on the world. Kindest regards, Sandra