Tim Smith Poet Free verse

Sweet Autumn Wind

Rustling through the auburn, yellow and burnt orange leaves

holding up my little girls first flight with her new princess kite

blowing softly across my cheek and through my sand brown hair

bringing with the smells of autumn

the bonfires on a crisp October eve

marshmallows melting  chestnuts roasting

fresh apple pie baking in Gram's kitchen

I can hear sweet whispers tapping on my shoulder

along with the children jumping in leaves

playing chase, sweatshirts all strewn on the lawn

grass stains on knees, dirt on their faces

wouldn't have it any other way

I feel the breeze begging 

foretelling stories, giving fair warning

for harsh times are ahead

when all we see

when all we cherish

will wither off to bed

As your gentle winds drift aimlessly with grace

My mind rides along soaking in the beauty of this place

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Tammy Reams September 19, 2015 at 6:09 PM What a wonderful write about fall! I can smell the air in your write! Fantastic.

Paul Callus September 15, 2015 at 3:40 PM Your lines appeal to our senses, Tim. The imagery is superb. There is pleasure in the air, but also a feeling that the future could hold less pleasant surprises. Top marks to you. // paul

Nette Onclaud September 15, 2015 at 3:03 PM dazzled by your expressive lines, tim!.. thanks also for your shares on my blog.. huggs

Carol Eastman September 15, 2015 at 11:18 AM The imagery is spectacular! Great as always!

Andrea Dietrich September 14, 2015 at 6:46 PM Lots of beautiful fall imagery in this one. Very nice, Tim. do you think you can do the five title poem? (It was five,not six, I found out)

Demetrios Trifiatis September 14, 2015 at 5:45 PM Sweet autumn where are you? With your lovely portrait you made me go back to Canada and relive autumn's different shades of yellow and brown. Here in Greece still summer. I am so tired of it! Wonderful images, captivating writing, dear Tim!

Charmaine Chircop September 14, 2015 at 11:14 AM Such a beautiful place you describe..Reminds me of my childhood and kites..and makes me think of my girl and the fun we have on such autumn days..eves...Lovely.You are so good at the images you paint.