Turning Autumn Poem by Nicole GravellPellerino

Turning Autumn

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look at the mountains in the distance
all touched by the hand of gold
nature's flash of beauty
before the land turns cold

Sun shimmering on the crystal water
and geese soaring across the azure sky
nature's flash of beauty
before the land turns cold

The woods marked with tracks
made by men dressed in cameo
their boot treads cracking leaves
all searching for a turkey for Thanksgiving Day

Smoke rises from a tall chinmey
their noses sense a delicious treat
evenings grow shorter and nights grow colder
I watch the world outside from a comfortable seat

Wrapped in a fleecy blanket
here by a fireside
I remember the greem leaves of summer
as they faded to golden colors and slowly died

Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nature
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 19 March 2014

This is lovely Nicole. Beautiful imagery. Your words showed me what you were seeing. I've always been partial to poetry about the Autumn season. My favorite time of year, and your words capture why I feel this way. Wonderful job with this piece.

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