Autumn Walk

autumn-daysCicadas’ songs lulled summer to sleep. Now

the crunch of fall’s carpet crush under my feet.

 

I pull up my collar to block the nip in the air.

Milky pale skies hint of what’s drawing near.

 

Too soon, nature will cover the confetti

with a padding of snow, before I am ready.

 

I head back home—pull out paper and pen,

sit by the fire and write to a friend.

 

7 Comments

  • Joyce Stevens
    12 months ago

    Sharon, That was so beautiful and appropriate to the season we are coming into.

    • Sharon A Gibbs
      12 months ago

      Joyce, As I walked, the chill in the air prompted my feelings of the need for warmth and the desire for friendships——and the need to write a letter. Pen-written letter writing is becoming such a thing of the past, which makes me so sad. So, I thought I had to do my part to change that. Will you join me by writing a letter to a friend?

    • Sharon A Gibbs
      12 months ago

      Joyce, As I walked, the chill in the air prompted my feelings of the need for warmth and the desire for friendships——and the need to write a letter. Pen-written letter writing is becoming such a thing of the past, which makes me so sad. So, I thought I had to do my part to make that change. Will you join me by writing a letter to a friend?

  • Jessica Galan
    12 months ago

    Lovely words….

    • Sharon A Gibbs
      12 months ago

      Thanks, Friend.

  • 12 months ago

    It’s all great, but I really like the surprise of rhyme and imagery in lines 5 & 6.

    Blessings.

    • Sharon A Gibbs
      12 months ago

      I thought it was fun. Lots of confetti on the ground now!

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