Summer Books.
The first flurry of falling leaves.
Summer sorted out her books
today, threw out the old leaves
torn from spring’s fresh cover.
They lie, brightly coloured pages
along the year’s short path.
Dampened now, with the first
moist eye of autumn.
© sweetwater 2023
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Beautiful…..
Mike XxX
Thank you very much Mike, autumn is arriving too fast someone needs to put the brakes on. 🙂 Sue xx
Lovely and original to boot. Autumn is a beautiful season in many ways but it always has a sadness in it for me. Like you I feel it has arrived way too soon.
Alison x
Thank you Alison, there’s a sense of packing away about autumn, a tidying up of life. Autumn always takes me home to when Dad had autumn bonfires, and the coal fire was lit and mum dad and I had potted paste on toast and crunchy celery, sitting round the fire ( not at the table) as a treat. 🙂 Sue xx
I ADORE the smell of a bonfire! I spent my childhood having bonfires and the scent of smoke on the Autumn breeze makes me feel very alive
. Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Alison xx
So imaginative Sue, a delightful piece of writing. And yes, summer is over all too soon.
Val xx
I’m pleased you liked it Val, thank you. I thought I should post a lighthearted one as mine have been a little bleak lately. It was one of those poems that arrive quickly and practically fully formed, that little park never fails to inspire. 🙂 Sue xx
Thank you Goth, for some reason I have stronger memories of autumn than any other season. I too love the atmosphere for me it holds the offer of comfort and security, rather than the loss of something. Walking home from school, the days darkening, street lights throwing gold across the path, and a nip in the air, lovely. Sue 🙂
Like it. Small but perfectly formed.
That’s very kind, thank you, I’m so pleased you enjoyed it. 🙂 Sue.