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Autumnal Breath
She isn’t known for a most pleasant breeze
her long claws can be razor sharp
her blustery kiss is measured in degrees
and sounds not like an angel’s harp
with a wave of her hand she raises the dead
the colourful corpses flutter about
for All Hallows’ eve holds no dread
compared to her tempestuous shout
balanced on the edge of an ice knife
summer now lies so cold and quiet
Autumn’s sullen shouts scurry away life
and leaves behind an eye catching riot
you push ever forward though you be bent
so stay strong and just grin and bare it
but it doesn’t matter which way you’ve leant
all of your curses she doesn’t merit
winter looks on and spring does not care
they have both seen her tantrums before
she goes where she wills, here and there
and you’ll still be frozen to the core
her long claws can be razor sharp
her blustery kiss is measured in degrees
and sounds not like an angel’s harp
with a wave of her hand she raises the dead
the colourful corpses flutter about
for All Hallows’ eve holds no dread
compared to her tempestuous shout
balanced on the edge of an ice knife
summer now lies so cold and quiet
Autumn’s sullen shouts scurry away life
and leaves behind an eye catching riot
you push ever forward though you be bent
so stay strong and just grin and bare it
but it doesn’t matter which way you’ve leant
all of your curses she doesn’t merit
winter looks on and spring does not care
they have both seen her tantrums before
she goes where she wills, here and there
and you’ll still be frozen to the core
Published 17th Mar 2023
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17th Mar 2023 8:49am
17th Mar 2023 1:11pm
17th Mar 2023 11:56am
Autumn is my favorite season. For so many reasons other than sweater weather.
Gorgeous poem, my friend.
Gorgeous poem, my friend.
17th Mar 2023 1:12pm
18th Mar 2023 4:09am
Dear PQ,
A breath of fresh air this poem. We’re barely out of winter but I too am a huge fan of autumn. I so enjoyed this piece. Conjured so many lovely images for me. H🌷
A breath of fresh air this poem. We’re barely out of winter but I too am a huge fan of autumn. I so enjoyed this piece. Conjured so many lovely images for me. H🌷
18th Mar 2023 4:26am
