Ann Gilmour Poet Rhyme

Autumnal Moods

Trees shed their leaves
red gold and yellow
Autumnal moods
translucently mellow 
Morns feel cold
a bite in the air
Hedgerows laden
with winters fare 
Squirrels muster 
their winter larder
hiding their cache 
so full of fervour
Whilst Hedgehogs
rummage through 
piles of logs
‘tis time for hibernation
in their new accommodation
When winter sends
her first snowflake 
so snug and cosy
they will not wake
Swallows gather
to journey south
their call goes out
by bird of mouth
A time to sleep
to slow right down
As winter frosts
freeze all around
All humankind
with curtains drawn
a roaring fire 
to keep them warm
And so this year 
comes to an end
a stranger year
can’t comprehend

22nd October 2020

Contest Name	Still-Life Autumn
Sponsor Eve Roper
3rd Place

Contest COMPLETELY YOUR CHOICE 33
Sponsor  Brian Strand 
HONORABLE MENTION

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Anne-Lise Andresen October 26, 2020 at 5:52 AM - In any encounter with nature, it is a breath of fresh air, Ann :) - Congratulations on your win :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Ann Gilmour October 28, 2020 at 2:48 PM Bless you dear Anne-Lise for your kind words and congratulations. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Eve Roper October 25, 2020 at 9:22 PM Ann, congratulations on your win, great imagery . Hugs Eve Ann Gilmour October 28, 2020 at 2:46 PM Thank you so much Eve for my placement in your contest and I thank you for your time in sponsoring and judging each one. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

Victor Buhagiar October 21, 2020 at 11:31 PM Brilliant Ann. Your autumn poem come to life. Best for a win. ~~ Ann Gilmour October 22, 2020 at 12:00 AM Bless you Victor, haven't been able to write much recently, feeling so low, so glad you enjoyed it my friend. Thanks for your support dear Victor. With kindest thoughts Ann xx

John Watt October 21, 2020 at 9:12 PM Your poem radiates with autumn's glories, my friend. Yes, one can't comprehend a stranger year than this one, but nature always helps to attenuate life's frustrations. Hugs ~ John John Watt October 23, 2020 at 2:18 PM Dear Ann, every day is hard, but the anniversaries and the holidays can be the hardest. My heart goes out to you. I hope you are able to derive some peace from looking up to the planets and stars, the sunrise and sunset, meteor showers, and of course, our beloved Luna. Creation is a healing balm. Hugs ~ John Ann Gilmour October 22, 2020 at 12:07 AM Thank you dear John for your lovely words I do appreciate your kindness and support, especially at this time as last weekend was a year since my son passed, so I have been unable to write much really, as I am feeling so empty and low. I wrote this last night very late as I could not sleep, tho wishing I could hibernate too at this moment... with kindest thoughts Ann xx