Below is the poem entitled A Fall Walk which was written by poet
Swanson. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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As I walk among drifted leaves ,
watching as a few more fly.
One by chance clings to my sleeve,
I am reminded of years gone by.
Where I am deep within a leaf pile,
that grandpa was raking up.
I recall that smell so sweet and mild,
as with each rake stroke I was enveloped .
I continue further on my way,
spying rabbits nibbling flowers.
I hear coyotes sing their unique talk,
so alluring, I could listen for hours.
But a twilight sky comes creeping fast,
as it always does this time of year.
I watch the evenings colors cast,
upon backdrops both far and near.
I breathe in the fading light,
tasting wood smoke scented dusk.
Through the landscape a wispy flight,
trailing along a fragrant musk.
An aromatic memory comes to mind,
of bonfires on the beach sands.
Mesmerized by the dyeing sun on the tide
and the vivid hues as they'd expand.
I stand now in my front yard,
to watch stars one by one wink on.
Each on like a diamond shard,
that on a velvet cloak is sewn upon.