Charlie Knowlton Poet Free verse

Orange Is the New Autumn

Orange is the new Autumn, 
                and my pumpkin spice candle.
                First flicker in the stovebox,
                stick match on the mantle.
                Warm bisque on the burner
                canning jars off the shelf,
                crooked stack of split maple,
                unstacking itself.
                Leaves whistle past the garden
                through tomato stake tombs,
                now a chicken wired graveyard
                of yellow squash bones.
                Sun`s backing to the door
                holding all the summer days,
                dealing out darkness,
                8 months until May.
                Soon the hills will be Auburn,
                the sky sullen gray,
                my 70th winter,
                life is good
                think i`ll stay.

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Regina Mcintosh October 3, 2021 at 4:11 AM Love this. It's a awesome poem. God bless you friend. Love, Gina Charlie Knowlton October 26, 2021 at 12:52 PM Thank you Gina...Did not realize you commented because P.S. did not email me...Thanks for liking and responding.

L Milton Hankins September 29, 2021 at 12:06 PM Well, I'm so glad you've decided to stay. I think I will, too. Lots of good stuff happening no matter what anyone tells us otherwise! Charlie Knowlton September 30, 2021 at 2:43 AM Thanks again Milton!...Yes, even with all the aches and pains life is good. Thank you for reading.