Harvest Autumn Poems | Examples
These Harvest Autumn poems are examples of Autumn poems about Harvest. These are the best examples of Autumn Harvest poems written by international poets.
I predict, A lost balloon inclused an airloon tomatoes;
I predict.obisidiam bitter sweet floral Midwestern tornados;
I predict. Spontaneous combustion yellow brick road;
Balls eyes view seedlings sprew, breaking ground;
Marine ponds, rivers. lakes over flows;
Aura radical green flash rich soil sound;
I predict autumn harvest in spite of the weather will be found graciously received
Autumn's many colorful moons seen through the lens of a camera,
I see beauty and color everywhere.
As a child,
I did not know there was a harvest moon.
I loved watching the full autumn moon,
as it seemed to change colors.
Autumn's many colorful moons seen through the lens of a camera,
have changed over the years.
What has made this change?
The huge night clear sky is not as clear as it once was,
the full bright moon is not as bright.
Do we see the change year after year?
Do we even care?
I weep for the beauty of olden Autumn days,
a more peaceful time.
A bright full moon and clear night's sky,
that was once seen through the lens of a camera.
Lento Soup - 9-1-26
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Autumn's Amber Breath
Sweet autumn's amber breath completes
Bittersweet's return, upbeat
Among the aster, so far flung,
Unsung glory in her harvest tongue.
On golden seas of sunflower swans
Dawn's soft sighs ripple, like chiffon
In rhythmic waves fall's silver grin
Spins the scarlet season's love-in.
golden light recedes
a gentle sigh the breeze makes~
nature`s cycle spins
the day`s orb, once fierce
now tells a quieter tale~
mountains a witness
tall trees toss a moan
summer reign reaches its end~
time begins to bend
before amber blush
leaves sing with a buzzing sound~
the sky lends its ears
sunbeams softly fade
cicadas cease their loud tunes~
stillness in the night
birds prepare for flight
warmer climes waiting for them~
summer`s sweet farewell
summer softly close
a string of moments held dear~
memories remain
a final warm breeze
carries scents of sun baked earth~
harvest time at hand
air, once thick with scent
carries cool whispers to space~
a prelude to fall.
wild winds start to sigh
dancing leaves in hurried swirl
nature's ballet grand
golden leaves descend
whispering secrets to earth
a gentle farewell
sunlight, softer now
paints the world in amber hues
nature's final blush
geese fly overhead
a journey to distant lands
their calls mount to sky
pumpkins in the field
waiting for joyful harvest
sweetness from the soil
apples ripe and sweet
juice drips down the eager chin
taste of autumn's joy
longer shadows creep
as the day begins to wane
peace rests in the soul
scent of wood smoke drifts
carried on the crisping air
old memories stirred
misty mornings rise
veils of white across the land
quiet beauty seen
crisp air fills the lungs
a cleansing breath for the soul
preludes winter`s hold.
The air starts to shift and turn cool
A gentle whisper, nature's rule
A softer light begins to gleam
Reflecting in a sleepy stream
A scent of earth, a hint of frost
Where summer's vibrant bloom is lost
The sun descends in golden haze
Through shortening of passing days
A silent setting starts to weave
That only souls who watch believe
The trees in robes of russet dressed
Their leafy crowns now put to test
The fields are bare, the harvest done
A resting time for everyone
The scent of wood smoke starts to rise
Beneath the vast darkening skies
A comfort lies in the night`s chill
As the cool breeze stands deeply still.
This autumn breath, prelude to frost,
To winter`s advent, never lost.
Glows this fall with its joy's delight
Tints burst, gold and rossette, on sight
Blossoms on fields begin to peep
Along lush soil where mornings creep.
November breathes through minty breeze
A season's vow to dance wiith ease
Upon clayed floor bedecked at last ;
In drapes of birdsongs...quite unmatched :
Oval -shaped leaves unfurling now
Would soon hang heavy on the bough,
Quite charming they are, stirring there
Enough to thrill.. I must delare .
And harvest full on baskets lain
Folks hum of Thanksgiving's refrain
Beholden by God's jubilee ;
The wisp of autumn breathes in me !
Autumn exudes divine Artist’s glow
Red leaves blend with gold heaps below.
Nature shows midst radiant bliss
Grand iridescence sight can’t miss.
As hues change, distinct in each strand
Orange foliage sheds green brand.
Blest to expose much blessings flow
Fall’s yields abound against dearth blow.
Marked well by colorful harvest
Exalting God’s perfection best.
Possessing awesome beauty’s worth
It’s a marvelous season on earth.
Bestowed with thanksgiving cheer
Autumn’s breath bursts hope, divinely near.
squirrels’ rewards, gifts
harvests of autumn, blessings
gathering bounties
coolness of dawn breathes courage
leaves wash the mountains in hope
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues