Jennifer Fenn Poet Quintain (English)

Autumn Song

AUTUMN SONG

Maples redden, farmers gather
apples, pumpkins all together
some for pies on which we lather
whipping cream like snowy weather
hiding every bud of heather.

Blue sky deepens, gold grows bolder.
Hiking through these colors, vibrant,
hearing streams and creeks flow colder,
friends explore this mountain highland.
Open-mouthed, they stop, stand silent.

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Marikate Kingston November 5, 2023 at 6:52 PM I know I already commented on this poem, but scrolling tonight I just came across it again. I have to say, IT WAS SO MUCH FUN TO READ OUT LOUD!! I want to be in your poem by tomorrow please. Can I just jump in? Jennifer Fenn December 19, 2023 at 2:02 PM Sure jump on in!

Marikate Kingston September 7, 2021 at 6:49 PM I read your beautiful poem, close my eyes and see Vermont. I can almost smell Autumn as I read, it is my favorite season. Jennifer Fenn September 7, 2021 at 9:09 PM Thank you for finding and reading this. Yes, fall is my favorite season, too. To see New England during fall is on my bucket list.

Emilia James August 26, 2021 at 2:40 PM Love autumn and all its gorgeous rustic colours. Beautiful imagery Jennifer, thank you. Emilia : ) Jennifer Fenn August 27, 2021 at 11:29 AM Thank you Emilia! I’m so happy you like this. Thank you for visiting me.

Suzanne Delaney February 27, 2021 at 1:50 AM Autumn is such a beautiful time of year. Your poem has captured so much of its essence. Spring is trying to make an early entrance here.....but I relish each season for its own beauty. Thanks for putting me in an Autumn mood, Jenn. Hugs, SuZ Suzanne Delaney March 4, 2021 at 1:17 PM Such a kind offer, Jen: for now I will visit in my imagination....maybe a haiku lol. SuZ Jennifer Fenn February 27, 2021 at 6:30 PM Hi SuZ! Thank you for such encouragement. So happy you like it. I enjoy each season like you do. Spring is early here in Fresno, Calif, too. So many tulip petals have already fallen from trees. Some almond blossoms are in full bloom, some fallen. We have the plum and peach blossoms to look forward to still. If you are in Fresno in early spring, there's this Blossom Trail I will take you to see.

Old Buck November 25, 2020 at 2:36 PM Jennifer: I will read this again tomorrow and think of the wonderful pumpkin pie that sets waiting to be shared between wife and I. Thank you for sharing with all of us on the soup. oldbuck Jennifer Fenn November 25, 2020 at 3:44 PM I’m happy you like the poem. Happy Thanksgiving to you and your wife, and thank you for the visit. Now I’m going to check out some poems by you.

Stefan Maxima October 22, 2020 at 1:56 PM Great imagery! Great piece!I like this autumn poem. Jennifer Fenn October 22, 2020 at 5:20 PM Thank you Stefan!

John Watt October 16, 2020 at 1:26 AM Jennifer, welcome to Poetry Soup from a fellow Californian! I'm in San Diego, but my sister attended college in Fresno many years ago (Fresno Pacific). I have good memories of visiting her there. I just loved your images of autumn in this poem, especially hiking through the colors. ~ John Jennifer Fenn October 16, 2020 at 10:17 PM Thank you John for the warm welcome! Poetry Soup is so fun.

Silent One October 13, 2020 at 7:18 AM Great imagery though out your poem... seem like you may be from Canada, with the reference to maples.. Jennifer Fenn October 13, 2020 at 10:35 AM Thank you Silent One! Actually I’m from Fresno, California but I’ve been to Canada and love it. There are maples here though, and I grew up looking at Ideals magazine so I guess that gave me a liking for maples too. Pleased to meet you, and now I am going to check out your poetry.