Donna Jones Poet Free verse

The Coming of Fall

The coming of fall
Brings hazy cool mornings, as fog hovers between the mountains 
The feel of soft flannel finding my bare skin
Footprints left among the dew on green grass, reminding me of walks on seashore sands
The sun reflecting off colorful leaves, making them sparkle like jewels hanging in the trees
Overhead, a passing flock of geese squawk saying hello, as they make their way to their winter home
A faint hint of smoke hangs in the air from a nearby fireplace burning against dawns early chill
A Buck deer's rutting cry echoes from somewhere in the distant valley
Gentle breezes stir crispy leaves as they fall around me like giant tree tears
Evening air turns warm touched with the last breath of summer
As the early sunset whispers its golden promise of the coming of fall

©Donna Jones

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Hgarvey Daniel Esquire April 3, 2013 at 9:32 AM Dear Donna, Hope this finds YOU and YOURS Healthy and High in the Spirit. An Absolutely Beautiful Picture of the Autumn before; FALL. One small critizism; early in the morning the fog is over the valley, its not hovering over the mountains 'til noon.Superb Pen.I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and FOREVER YOUR Eternal Liege...Harry SOUP MAIL REPLY Donna Jones April 3, 2013 at 10:40 AM Thanks Harry...will take the constructive criticizing as a welcome help from a friend and change it...thanks....Donna ...thanks for stopping by

Jeremy Martin March 5, 2013 at 9:48 PM Sooo lovely and full of nectar. 'Jewels hanging in the trees'. I love it. Donna Jones March 6, 2013 at 9:52 AM Fall around here is lovely and I look forward to it every year... glad you enjoyed the poem....Donna

Gail Debole January 29, 2013 at 7:10 PM Hi Donna - Thanks for stopping by to read my poetry! Yours is a beautifully worded poem with strong imagery. Favorite line..."Gentle breezes stir crispy leaves as they fall around me like giant tree tears." - Gail Donna Jones January 29, 2013 at 8:31 PM Thanks for your kind compliments. Sometimes seems the trees just hate to give up their beautiful fall leaves, and seemed like it was crying that day because they were so colorful and it was loosing them. Thanks for noticing. Blessings....

Jack Jordan January 29, 2013 at 12:36 PM You did a beautiful job of painting the scene with words. It's a very visual read. Good work! Jack Donna Jones January 29, 2013 at 1:09 PM Thanks Jack a scene I enjoyed many times over living in the hills of AR for a while. Blessings....always

Russell Sivey January 29, 2013 at 11:29 AM This is so beautiful and gorgeous Donna, I truly loved reading this delightful poem this afternoon! I really enjoyed the tenderness at which you painted this wondrous piece, fantastic poem, Great work!! Donna Jones January 29, 2013 at 1:12 PM Too kind...nature is mistaken for something we are owed too often, need to remember its a gift. Thanks again for your kind words.

Margherita Russo January 29, 2013 at 11:13 AM Nicely done!!!! Can you please read my poem thanks Donna Jones January 29, 2013 at 1:14 PM I did read your poem and responded their to enjoy all the seasons, the glistening of the sun off snow and ice like magic light.. thank you for your comment and keep writing

Jack Ellison January 29, 2013 at 10:12 AM Beautiful! What a gentle, peaceful picture you paint, dear Donna! Nature in all it's autumn glory! Hugs, Jack xox Donna Jones January 29, 2013 at 1:18 PM Thanks so much! All the seasons have a beauty to enjoy if you look for it. You are kind to respond especially when I don't even know what kind of poem that is...just random words I wrote down....do they have a category called random words? Hahahah