Constance La France Poet Free verse

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'an Autumn Walk'

come . . .  take my hand and we will walk
deep into a Canadian autumn woodland
where it is crisp and cool-  vast and full
the woodland is quiet in the veil of morning fog
          and we are wrapped in   
infinite shades and hues of changing brushstrokes
     of gold, red, orange and green_

but soon, we are lost in an ocean of different trees
and the drum of time has ceased for us -  as
we are witnesses to nature's decay
           in autumnal equinox . . . .
and stained- glass leaves fall around us
crackling, and crunching under our feet
for the forest floor is carpeted with the fallen 
October orange and red turned rust colored
            can you feel it_

  can you hear the rustling squirrels and small creatures ?
     oh, the wildflowers have wilted!
              (but still birds sing)

all around is a wondrous earthiness
full of a cornucopia of scents . . . . just inhale the air
the stream still flows with a loud fierceness
but we know winter will . . . still her screams

     shall we gather some finger-painted leaves?
     so we can press them into our books _ 
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October 21, 2020

Poetry/Free Verse/'an autumn walk'
Copyright Protected, ID 10- 1318-672-21
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France

Submitted into the Standard contest, Your Best Free Verse 2020
sponsor, John Hamilton, Judged 01/05/21

Fourth Place

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John Hamilton January 5, 2021 at 7:01 PM Another beautiful write, congrats Constance in placing in my contest! Constance La France January 5, 2021 at 8:15 PM John, thank you so much for another great contest and for my placement and for the compliment on my poem, appreciate _Constance

Regina Mcintosh January 5, 2021 at 2:59 AM Whimsical, whispery, warmth with a wealth of wishes answered in the lines - so beautiful and delicious at the same time. I love this, dear Constance. It's a gentle wisp of light in the night, shining so bright. Love it. God Bless you Constance La France January 5, 2021 at 10:18 AM Gina, thank you for the lovely comment, love it and God Bless you too _Constance