Whispers Of Winter? Poem by Fay Slimm
Whispers Of Winter?
Windfalls appearing as each cooler breeze,
Snapping at leaves, releases them forcibly.
Morning-mist windows give hints from the east
Of winter's first whisper, which nature endorses.
Bulging of berry-red, harvest-tall vines
That we gathered last year, ripe and juicy,
Remind me again of autumn's kindness
To our first 'Hellos', and gave us our muse.
As summer retreats, sing me your wordsongs,
Whisper me warmth, then winter will not stay long.
Its a crazy world, there you are with winter soon knocking at your door, and here down under spring is all but here. Tango.
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5/10/2024 3:44:35 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Whispers of Winter is such an enticing title, even though I would feel cold reading it. I loved 'bulging of berry red, harvest tall vines' and the rhyming couplet at the end is splendid. 10 Karin Anderson