Gary Smith Poet Rhyme

October's Sun

October ends in a furore
Causing carnage midst the trees,
There upon the forest floor
Windblown, lay a million leaves.

Scattered they, far and wide
Farther than the eye can see,
Oh such beauty had to die
For fell a woodland tapestry.

October's Sun, pale in the sky
The time is nigh for winters sleep,
It's warming rays now pass us by
Winter waits... as autumn weeps.

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Jan Allison October 30, 2019 at 6:36 PM love the imagery especially the woodland tapestry Gary:-) hugs Jan xx Gary Smith October 30, 2019 at 6:42 PM Thank you Jan. :)

Anne-Lise Andresen October 29, 2019 at 2:28 PM - A melancholy and beautiful October poem, Gary - November is the time for winter :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs //Anne-Lise :) Gary Smith October 29, 2019 at 2:29 PM Thank you Anne-Lise. :)