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Thursday, October 3, 2019

Fall Winds


 Fall is in full, frigid form today!
Welcome Octo-b-r-r-r!


They raid the gleaming tress of tree-tops; parade, trip, tumble and twirl
They chase the loosened leaf like a schoolboy teasing the pretty girl
The heart once heaped with flowered laughter feels a little lost and sad
Soft-torn between the scenes of summer and fall’s apple-pumpkin plaid

They brood outside windows pulled shut against their chilling, surly sweep
They unravel the canopy that lulled a sun warm world to sleep
They wake in us want for kind comforts we forgot in summer’s spree
They make us glad for simple pleasures; supper-soup and cuppa tea

Sometimes they fling a sapphire awning overhead and steps grow light
And we are thankful earth’s undoing does not happen overnight
Sometimes they weigh the leaden heavens with a sea that has no shore
As harvest-time takes a hiatus while fall anthems pour and pour

Reckless rebels that romp about; vexatious rogues, they seem to me
To love to turn us inside out with reluctance and ecstasy
Unorthodox bold Casanovas, they make us admit full-well
That we would miss fall’s ruddy bliss if summer stayed till winter fell

They instigate a kindred spirit with the sympathy of ink
And strike a chord within the poet that inspires her to think
In ways that sunny summer days cannot begin to comprehend
Ah, fall winds kindle winsome whispers only Poem can defend

They plunder frost-bedraggled cornfield’s rustle-weary infantry
They thunder through blue shadows etched on molten, golden twilight’s lea
And propel us from yester-season to Time’s present colour-blast
They let us know for sure and certain that summer’s last days are past

© Janet Martin


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