August is buttoning up all of her sunshine
Her southern winds are changing direction
While her daylight hours are growing shorter
As the month of September vies for our attention;
Grey clouds now embellish her once blue sky
While a new northern wind now cools her days
Mornings now welcome a crisper lawn-covered in iced dew
Her dusk is now tinted in pure amber rays;
Moving on through to September & her equinox
Preparing herself for the changing colours of her tree's
Leaves-burnished-gold-russet lay upon the ground
As she gradually falls into Autumns and it's first freeze;
Patricia, so glad that you liked this poem. While i love Spring and Summer -Fall is always welcome as it offers us - who live in hot, hot climates a most wonderful break...if we are lucky an indian summer with temps that we are comfortable with - it always is a beautiful time - enjoy tremendously the bold, rich colours. I will check out your poems.
This poem is so extravagantly beautiful in all of descriptions of Autumn. I especiall love this time of the year as the sweltering heat is about to cool down soon. The trees start to shed some of their leaves and the foliage is most colorful. I have three poems called Snowflakes, Diamonds in the Sky and Just Imagine. Please taker a look. Enjoyed this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I fall into her dreams like bright dying leaves