Approaching Winter

Tree branches bare, the ground no longer soft The robin's song plucked from the chilly air All flowers faded, scents not borne aloft A gust of wind twirls brittle leaves nowhere The sky's a vicious shade of gray this day A hint of snow enveloped in her clouds The journey of the geese is underway To regions warmer wing they, swift and loud I too approach the coming winter's cold My loins I gird against the fierce North breeze But truth be told, I've grown a bit too old I sniffle, cough, and soon begin to wheeze... One blink, the magic glow of summer's gone The dance of love between the doe and fawn November 10, 2019 New Fall Sonnets Poetry Contest (Iambic Pentameter) Sponsor: Emile Pinet