John Lawless Poet Free verse

Oh, October

Your chill will turn the leaves
bacon crisp
as flowers droop
pole dancing roses
will shed their petals.
Squirrels will play
Hide and seek
with acorns,
distant arrows honk
their long good-byes
as last “harrumphs’
echo across stilled ponds.
And at your passing
pumpkins will snarl
in early darkness.


©9/30/2021

October Poetry Contest
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Paul Callus October 4, 2021 at 1:50 PM Your descriptive autumn poem has been a delight to read, John. So many changes occur at this time of the year, especially in October. ~ Regards // paul John Lawless October 5, 2021 at 7:32 AM Thanks Paul, this is my attempt at a non-cliche ridden fall poem.

Harry Horsman October 2, 2021 at 10:08 PM Love where you go with this wonderful poetry, John. Can smell the bacon as i swirl and scuff through the leaves. John Lawless October 3, 2021 at 5:01 AM Thanks for stopping by to savor the metaphorical bacon.

Andrea Dietrich October 2, 2021 at 2:23 PM LOVE this. FAVE FAVE. Wish I could write one so short and imaginative!! John Lawless October 3, 2021 at 5:00 AM thanks Andrea...glad you like it

Craig Cornish October 1, 2021 at 10:15 AM Always perceptive poetry John - wonder how many will catch the migrating bird reference! Love it! John Lawless October 2, 2021 at 5:45 AM Hey Craig, I wondered about that myself but it seems so obvious after watching the geese circling the pond and heading south. Thanks for stopping by

L Milton Hankins September 30, 2021 at 9:33 AM Excellent, well-written look at the features of October, John. Best wishes in the contest. John Lawless October 1, 2021 at 9:21 AM yeah, I stayed away from the "tartan plaid parchment of woven leaves"...Thanks for stopping by