Mystic Rose Rose Poet Free verse

After The First Hard Frost

October, bring me home to all the scents I so adore 
clothe me in cinnamon dreams and help me collect 
all the  colors that I so lovingly wrapped  
with burlap's gentle touch ! 
October, blush me with orange and tangerines 
tint my lips with red and crimson sheen 
and as the fall foliage falls away from me,  
bring me a mug of  pumpkin spice, Oh please 
October, while  your busy bagging gold 
I am gathering dry leaves at my feet 
Raking in hopes for a mild mild winter,    
and marshmallows roasting by a lovely fireside. 
After the first hard frost comes the gentle snow,  
then later on if we are lucky, a beautiful warm spring in toe...

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Joseph P. DiMino September 12, 2025 at 3:26 PM Lovely write. I am ready for a change in season. They are all special in their own Divine Way. Blessings. Joseph P. DiMino September 13, 2025 at 9:19 AM Winter says, Spring is subordinate. Spring says, Winter is cold and heartless. Fall says, I color both truth and falsehood -- hum, what was the other one? Oh, Summer, my pen goes on a seasonal vacation:) Mystic Rose Rose September 12, 2025 at 6:38 PM Yes I agree each season has its beauty Joe, but I tend to love spring and fall the most, thanks for your visit dear poet

Daniel Henry Rodgers September 12, 2025 at 7:33 AM Dear Rose, reading your poem several times, I could practically hear your laughter and feel your delight in the small, beautiful details of life. You have this wonderful gift of making the ordinary feel magical, and your poem reflects your warmth, your joy, and your way of savoring every moment. Blessings, Rose, Daniel Mystic Rose Rose September 12, 2025 at 6:38 PM I do try and savor every moment Daniel, how well you know me, the older I get the longer I linger into that moment lol thanks for the visit

Arthur Vaso September 11, 2025 at 11:39 PM Woah woah, slow down here, stop speaking of this alleged frost!!! LOL summer is still here for a bit!!!! Loved this. Mystic Rose Rose September 12, 2025 at 6:37 PM lol, just getting mentally ready for the big switch Arthur, but I do agree its too soon :)

sara Etgen-Baker September 11, 2025 at 6:01 PM such a beautiful poem, one filled with delicious imagery that encourages bravery in the oncoming winter. Great image too. hugs, Sara Mystic Rose Rose September 11, 2025 at 6:07 PM There is great beauty in winter too if we dare look without complaint Sara, I appreciate your visit here, good night !

Yann Rolland September 11, 2025 at 4:30 PM delicious poem, we have to face winter with bravery, but we have a allies, this is quite inspiring, thank you so much poet Rose wishes Mystic Rose Rose September 11, 2025 at 6:06 PM Yes we do Yann, it helps us get through the cold winters days, these wonderful allies, as you say !