Short Natureautumn Poems
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Rain in November,
Shadowless autumn light,
A gate to inbetween;
Neither morning nor evening,
Neither memory nor dream.
Leaves of Autumn
by Amy Swanson
Leaves of autumn crunch
softly break beneath my feet
distant memory.
Crimson trims the trees
Sky is fleetingly adorned
Crunch through Autumn drifts
* for Ricks' contest
The last Autumn breeze ¬
Captures two skeletal trees ~~
In sunset dance please ¬
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Water so white flowing freely
Cascading down the slightly
Graded rock in the cool creek
As the land levels, the water
Becomes yellow with autumn leaves
After it rains,
The autumn scent.
While my feet touch earth
I watch to see
The flowers smile.
Autumn will soon be here,
With colourful leaves bared,
From the limbs of oak trees,
And-- the maple shall seep
Tapped of syrup so sweet,
Confection shall fill the air…
Such beauty makes one stare
As autumn fills the air...
On a fading stage of August
Lady summer reluctantly sheds
Her emerald robes of a dying season
As the blazing Autumn stands
In the wings
Adorned in her gown
Of russet and gold
Awaiting her debut -
Her opening night
Of an illustrious September
Far glistering thunder
trough roaring air.
A steeple chase of towering clouds
growing high from a tranquil sky.
Inferno of nature's voices
echoes from far above.
Early autumn spreads its wings,
embracing golden fields
and silent emerald meadows.
A warm Autumn heartache, purpose of the wind.
Carrying debris,
to their resting place beneath the tree.
Near and far, leaves fall on my lawn,-
from thousands of miles away,
to my driveway.
...I don't remember registering,
...my house to be the dump...
Form:
.
Autumn leaf death grip
Dewdrop sparkle diamond light
Life renewal all
NATURE STUDY (Etheree)
things
stipple
are diffused
pointillist view
the makings of things
reds yellows greens and browns
in patch-dots of bright color
summer ends and autumn begins
a time which is both joyful and sad
death but deep down god’s promise of rebirth
The wind tosses carelessly with ease,
The falling autumn leaf,
Gliding in the breeze.
Twisting and turning
Without a care,
While people watch and stare.
It sees their curious eyes,
As it reflects off the glass.
What a splender to see it says,
As it gently lands,
Caressing the grass.
Form:
An autumn wood
displays the wonder of nature
in it's peacefulness
and quiet glory.
I sit under a gentle yellow sun
watching the leaves
as they fall slowly to the ground.
So fragile is the health of spring
that in fall
the ritual of passing
is enacted with unfaltering dignity.
An autumn wood
is not unlike
myself
Nature's bounty begins to recede
Creature's pent-up store doth now bleed
Declining rays earth's growth cycles no longer doth feed
Changing temperatures will autumn winds breed
Earth's orbit now an elliptical curve
Time no more day's light will conserve
Flora's seed held close in reserve
Fallow ground now Nature's preserve
It began with acoustics
The heart started to strum
A season designed for recluses
To play their autumn songs.
Fathered green and rustling
The last trembling leaf falls
Adding to the emotion
Of sounds born out of trees.
Nature plays with music
Swallowing the vine and breath
Reds and browns colliding
Into a crescendo of fresh soil.
Form:
The air hung heavily
depressed by the golden fall
of the sugar maples leaves
ripe with the sweet smell of Ida Red apples.
Rain-washed the breeze blew
through the clapboard’s chinks
into the closeted rooms of man.
Rabbits, raccoons and deer forage
amongst the autumn crops of chard and kale.
All of creation
prepares
for the long night.
As October skies show fading places
fading traces of yesterday...
I will watch a sky yield a change of hue
turning gray from shades of blue
Let the trees turn crimson red
Let the wind bring seasons new
I'll smile upon the pillowed earth that brings instead....
A golden spread of autumn leaves to lay my head
Lost tracks
engraved in milky snow,
endless,
spread into nowhere.
I look for last autumn leaves
under white sparkling cover,
lost in time.
The silence of the fading day
rests on me
as timeless songs of birds.
I look for lost tracks from the past
but can only hear whispering voices
from misty woods,
thoughtful walks
in brilliant fluffy white.
On this Autumn day
In my local park
A corner so bright
Out shines the dark
Trees of pink
On their final bloom
Dying carpet
Empty room
Branches so bare
Raped of leave
Naked trees
Towards winter grieve
Natures cycle of life
In seasonal burn
Soon her spray of colour
Will joyously return
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The time has come to start a season,
To heal a mad-dash Autumn's lesions.
The sun-spent earth resists the flakes
Insistent notes like music makes
The thirsty ground a pillowcase.
Sharp winds elicit needed sighs
As inch by inch the Autumn dies--
Replaced by comfort mountains high.
The sleeping earth will gather strength
As nature waits for Springtime's pranks.
Bright are the ways of
The beautiful amber sun
Giving light to all
Entrancing the days
Of summer's marvelous ways
Until Autumn comes
To October's song
Do the leaves of Spring's trees dance
As all become red
In Winter's embrace
Purity of white cleanses
Tomorrow's next life
And again comes Spring
Heralding a new year's dawn
With green and bright color
Flying Floating
By Breeze Breezing
Fall, Following the Flow
Of the wind So Slow
In the Autumn Authentic
To Grow, Gain charm
Again to Attract Achievers
Of Love, Life very Lively
Goes To The hands soft
By one Brave Beloved
Or to the God Great
For which it has no regret
by:-
vrushani thaker
In the night
The autumn roars-
Blowing leaves
To my front door-
Begging me
To let them in-
To save them from
The cruel wind-
That tore them from
Their mother’s’
Loving limbs-
As helplessly
She stands by –
For with roots
She is tied –
Naked-
Empty arms
Reaching to the sky-
Watching
As her children die-
As
One by one
The
Leaves
Keep
Falling
D
O
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N
Shadows fall upon us all
An ever changing scene
Days shorter, nights grow long
Landscape so serene
Metamorphosis arrives
Green will be no more
Crimson, gold and orange
What Autumn has in store
Wind becoming crisper now
Seasons come and go
Picture painting masterpiece
Falling leaves shall show
Cycle of life once again
Another summer gone
Trees bare their all to you
As nature marches on