Mom Autumn Poems

Just sitting down in my most visited space looking back with eyes wide open not closed viewing the scene again this time the life took...

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Gingerbread red
Poem started may 24, 2022

Blood marks the spot
Just follow the red dot 
Let’s play a game
I don’t think it has a name 

X marks...

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“Autumn leaves don’t fall; they fly. They take their time and wander on this, their only chance to soar.”      ...

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It’s starting to cool down here in Connecticut. Leaves are falling, like giant, burnt snowflakes (science says that trees send chemical signals to their branches...

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We have a brand new fire pit.
The ring is four feet wide.
Perfect for a Fall evening!

Cast iron and two feet high,
a present for hosting warmth.
Perfect...

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Mine eyes espied a glorious shade tree
on a recent brutally hazy,
hot and humid July summer day,
where below the gnarled roots
glazed occipital nerve did not see
yellow-jackets...

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I will always think of you in the days of Autumn Bliss,
With days like summer and cool evenings with air so crisp.

How you loved Autumn...

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When I think about
what it was like
playing in the snow as a kid, 
I recall that cold
icy blanket crisp-crunching 
beneath my big boots.
Mom would bundle...

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IN THE PLAYGROUND

by

LIZZY DUNKS

Juniors bulling readily.
Wind howling loudly. 
Infants spying quietly.
Dogs barking roughly.
Mums watching cruelly.
Cats purring softly.
Branches falling swiftly,

By Lizzy Dunks aged 7
Leslie Manser Primary...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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On a gloomy windy afternoon in October
The yellow and red leaves
Cling to the stretching trees
Ripe for the picking
By the fingertip
Ping
Of a raindrop

The weight of the...

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Autumn entices a   lavish trail
Brilliant her portrait through nippy air,
Cruising along near winter hills
Draped by amber, tangerine  prints
Each with mixed tinges from...

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October comes, nostalgic thoughts in tow,
with new delights to form fresh memories
of breezy, peaceful sights and sounds that please.
Much more than I deserve, the blessings...

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In Fairfax, Alabama leaves are falling like the rain
The mom outlives her children with a sigh
So many are the hungry ones who linger by her...

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Dream fields

As I walk through the door, opening the screen door, hearing it creek like a old rusty tractor, I am greeted by the smell...

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