There's a kind of mystery about autumn,
What with her divaesque ways,
Carpet of shriveled leaves under her feet,
And a crown of sunlit days.
Dew drops settle over the swaying meadows,
Tickling the grazing ewes,
Even the weeping willows smile,
As the wind ruffles their golden leaves.
Come, build your nest, O' hummingbird,
Take a twig or two,
Don't forget the food you've squirreled away,
Winter's…
When I looked out this morning Autumn, I knew, was nigh. The mist, the hills adorning, The racing clouds on high. Let our world have resting time, Let nature fallow lie, So living things can rest sublime, Now that autumn’s nigh. Autumn By Stephen Robert Kuta #poetry #autumn #autumnvibes🍁 #autumncolors #autumnvibes #autumnwords #autumnpoem #words #poetryisnotdead #poem #positivepoems (at Great Leighs) https://www.instagram.com/p/B4apppQArkD/?igshid=1py91m0vd53rg
Just wrote this poem. The Autumn Bridge to Nowhere by Pamela Storch Wishing everyone a beautiful day! Love, Pam #pamelastorch #pamelastorchpoems #pamelastorchpoetry #poems #poetry #newpoem #poet #autumn #autumnpoem #fallpoems #symbolism #metaphor https://www.instagram.com/p/CVTsqEILIY5/?utm_medium=tumblr
You seemed warm but you were cold. Of course that fact changes depending on who you ask. Some people can find you dark, cold, strange, unfriendly they even get depressed around you but there is a bunch of people whose smile rises up every time they hear your name, if they start talking about you they would never stop, for them you are warm, beautiful, you make everything feel right, you are their home. And when I asked them what makes you that special everyone answered things like your whispers, voice, smell, the orange and red hues of your hair but there is one specific person who said that what really makes you perfect is the fact that you never stay, you are always here and there traveling from one place to another, but never long forever. You stay for a while and then you leave, thats what makes them to want you even more and they are always so impatient for you to come back.Every time you came around, you kill but you do it so another can live, thats why when I first really met you, the thought that bumped into my head was “You´re cold but yet, so warm”.
*** • captured with my essence but no longer functional a relic, stranded, in open bastille only three words remain *out of service* • captured on iPhone • #relicsofhumanity #relic #relics #phonebox #inthepast #outofservice #poetsofinstagram #poetrycommunity #poet #poetsofig #igpoets #poems #autumnpoetry #autumnpoems #fallenpoet #seattleart #seattleadventures #seattlephotography #seattleautumn #autumninseattle (at Fremont Bridge)