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Oh Fall, Where For Art Thou

High atop his branch he clings,  
a fretful, fidgety fellow~  
September’s here (allegedly),  
but Texas still screams yellow.

He peers down at the dusty ground,  
no pumpkins, no autumnal spice, nor chill;  
no brisk breeze swirling through the oaks,  
just heat that just sits still.

“Oh fall, wherefore art thou?” the acorn cries,  
dramatic as can be~  
“I’m meant to drop with dignity,  
not roast upon this tree!”

He wiggles, scoots, and shimmies,  
but the branch won’t let him go.  
“I’m ready for my autumn arc~  
this summer’s just for show.”

So there he waits, impatient,  
a tiny acorn with dramatic flair,  
dreaming of the day he falls  
into cool, crisp autumn air.

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Paige Hind September 3, 2026 at 6:16 PM interesting, !!

Joseph P. DiMino September 3, 2026 at 10:12 AM Delightful. Such great personification. Every line a gem! I've fallen long ago, but some shells are harder to crack. Getting there though:))

Alison A Smith September 3, 2026 at 5:48 AM This is a wonderfully charming and witty poem! On the form, the consistent ABCB rhyme scheme gives the piece a light, bouncy rhythm that perfectly matches the restless energy of your "fretful, fidgety" acorn. It reads with a steady, engaging pace that naturally pulls the reader along. For the content, the personification is spot-on and highly entertaining. The acorn’s theatrical impatience—dreaming of an "autumn arc" while refusing to "roast upon this tree" in the stubborn Texas heat—creates a vivid and deeply relatable scene. It is a fantastic, humorous take on the frustrating wait for the changing of the seasons. Beautifully penned!🌰