Lee Ramage Poet Rhyme

Autumn Splendor

Horizons painted orange and red and yellow and gold,
Means there will be added garbage bags to fill and fold.
Temperatures cool and people begin to move inside,
Soon Influenza is at its peak, you’ve no place to hide.
Flu shots may help, but you seem to get sick anyways,
Rainy wet weather, dull and dreary, much shorter days.
Doesn’t sound like splendor - outstanding and grand,
But I still think its the best season, please let me expand,
There’s good things and bad that comes with autumn,
The splendor for me, is more clothes to cover my bottom.



Written by Lee Ramage
September 8, 2012
For Russell Sivey’s contest
“Autumn Splendor”

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Lucilla Carrillo September 9, 2012 at 1:00 PM I like this very much. Yes, we get to buy some new clothes. It is a beautiful Season. Thanks for reading my work. Lucilla

Jack Horne September 9, 2012 at 8:36 AM loved this acrostic, Lee - and laughed out loud at the last line

Andrea Dietrich September 9, 2012 at 12:13 AM hahaha, what a GREAT last line. More clothes to cover my bottom. You are so funny, sweetie. and the whole rest of the poem was simply awesome.

Len Gasun September 9, 2012 at 12:08 AM A delightful and awesome one, Lee!! I love it although we don't have it here. Hope I can visit a place where I can experience it someday and I am sure I will enjoy carrying garbage bags filled with those colors, LOL. I've just recovered from flu brought by the hot and cold weather here, but it could be better for me if i've caught it there LOL. Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem and for your stopping by giving me congratulatory comments. Million thanks my dear hugs:) leonora

Fabiyas M V September 8, 2012 at 10:50 PM Very realistic description,Lee.Well done!

Robert Pettit September 7, 2012 at 11:37 PM I rake all my leaves into the gutter where the town sends that big vacuum cleaner around. Great poetic description about that season which is just around the corner. Lee Ramage September 7, 2012 at 11:39 PM out in the country we often burn ours. thanks for the comments, much appreciated. Lee