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For Autumn I Fall

I rose for the summer, but for autumn I fall
Head first into oranges, reds, and yellows
Warm days and cool nights brace for winters call
A season of strange hot and cold bedfellows

 Head first into oranges, reds, and yellows
A sullen sun retreating early low from high
A season of strange hot and cold bedfellows
A rising moon sweeps daylight with night sky

A sullen sun retreating early low from high
Leaves flutter down as if waving farewell
A rising moon sweeps daylight with night sky
Frost tips blades of grass with a chill not to quell

Leaves flutter down as if waving farewell
Geese and Ganders gathered and gone southbound
Frost tips blades of grass with a chill not to quell
The fallen leaves that crunched no longer make a sound

Geese and Ganders gathered and gone southbound
I wait for midday to soak up the waning heat
The fallen leaves that crunched no longer make a sound
So long warmth of solstice, until next we meet

I wait for midday to soak up the waning heat
Warm days and cool nights brace for winters call
So long warmth of solstice, until next we meet
I rose for the summer, but for autumn I fall


Sept 6, 2022

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Jim Slaughter

Date: 9/6/2022 10:46:00 AM

An enjoyable read, Hat, of an obviously difficult form. I love the "sullen sun" imagery.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 9/6/2022 10:45:00 AM

Hello Hat Bujeckkert, yes summer is coming to anend. Some leaves are beginning to fall. For me that is sad. Summer is my favourite season it is a short season. I enjoyed your poem. Enjoy your day my friend.