Autumn
Creaking under my feet, the jigsaw laid of nature's splendorous feat.
a crude summer gone;
docile sun's affable rays
sprinkling us with gold
Rustle of leaves, autumn ring
The wind fiddles a violin string
Welcoming the harvest sweet
Call for the first snow-meet.
8th June 2023
For the contest: A Monoku, Haiku and 4 lines of Rhyme - Same Theme Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Tania Kitchin
Copyright © Akanksha Ayantika | Year Posted 2023
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