East Of Autumn Poem by Susan Lacovara
East Of Autumn
She blended in seamlessly
With the hues of Autumn's morning
The pink of her cheeks
Framed by her auburn strands
Her summer tanned legs
Changing color
Moving with the lightness
Of lifting fog
And mouse-like quiet
She felt the breath of the day
Dew drops jewels riding the prancing steps
Of her bare feet
She closed her eyes to take in all in
Silence broken only by standing trees
Shedding their painted leaves
The tiptoeing burglar breeze
Unleashing the orange browns and reds
Her skirt hem caught in the blowing byes
Her hair rearranged by a gentle wind
A steadfast serenade of crickets and frogs
Sharing the still life morning
Painted and propped up displayed
She closed her eyes to take it all in
Changing color and moving with the lightness of lifting fog we feel in this autumn. This season of autumn is very clear but mysterious. An amazing poem is wisely drafted and shared...10
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5/3/2024 7:49:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem is peaceful to read, invite creative colours to my mind.... and smile on my cheek, a nice poem...when you quiet and let the emotion written in your thought, your words flow windy like autumnial breeze...