David Wood

Gold Star - 11,912 Points (07 April 1950 / London)

Golden Leaves - Poem by David Wood

Autumn ushers in the golden blaze of leaf
When every tree delightfully looks their best,
And long shadows point with fingers brief
With the sun slung on a low horizon blest.

The pale days, now shorter as of late,
Mark the end of summer and the eve of winters fall.
Blackberries sprinkled in the hedge soon to make
A feast of a pie at the end of summer ball.

Night's cape draws its veil as we sit in the garden
Sipping cool drinks as we did in high summer.
Beginning to feel the chill wind begin to harden
Our sleeveless arms. This autumn in its slumber.


Comments about Golden Leaves by David Wood

  • Loke Kok Yee (4/4/2016 1:54:00 PM)

    i have only gone through two autumns in my life and it was a very long time ago and memories have fade but your lovely poem brought everything back.
    thanks David (Report) Reply

    David Wood David Wood (4/4/2016 2:03:00 PM)

    Thank you, we often get wet autumns here in Wales, I think I was dreaming of what autumn should be like.

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  • Valerie Dohren Valerie Dohren (8/25/2013 7:43:00 AM)

    Lovely autumnal poem - beautifully written. (Report) Reply

  • Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson Tarobinson1103@gmail.com Robinson (8/24/2013 10:09:00 PM)

    I have been waiting all summer to comment on this poem and I think it is now time.
    More than great you have capture everything fall. Bravo! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 25, 2013



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