Reds, browns, yellows and green
Amber, orange and gold
Halloween in Autumn seen
For us all, to behold
Crisp Autumn days
Leaves under foot crackle
Not long to stay
Hear some Ravens hackle.
Breath forming a small cloud
In the chill of the morn
A child's sharp intake loud
Happy faces never forlorn.
Sharp blue skies
So clear and clean
Birds on wing, to hibernation fly
Nature holding itself up to be seen
Winter soon to be calling
Holding within its bitter cold
As leaves continue falling
Another year gone, another year old.
I love autumn very much. So beautifully you depicted this season!
You bring autumn to life with this poem Robert, very descriptive, and the final stanza expresses a great metaphor.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Winter soon to be calling Holding within its bitter cold As leaves continue falling Another year gone, another year old. beautiful lines... Autumn is one of the moods of Nature, and nature keeps its beauty in all its shades and moods...