Ripe As Rain
POEM "RIPE AS RAIN" by martin gedge
Late September, windy day
the sky fluorescent red
the autumn leaves move through the breeze
and hover round my head
like butterflies that mesmerize
and dance a different beat
a country ride by fireside
for those who trick or treat
the pumpkin field with crops they yield
against the harvest night
October blooms in colored rooms
when rain is rich and ripe
you feel the chills through window sills
as fresh as coffee brew
the first of light that gathers right
when kids go off to school
this season fall as got us all
the feel fits like a glove
among the ranks and giving thanks
we bond and share our love
an apple grove a bakery loaf
a scent to fill the air
a frequent wish to catch a fish
before the hungry bear
I have to say that with each day
as nature paints its face
like ages grow and rivers flow
your heart will find it's place...
by martin gedge ©
Copyright © Martin Gedge | Year Posted 2019
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