This year it seems like everyone is eager to deck the halls with boughs of holly very early!!
Personally, I prefer to revel in the tail-winds of Autumn for just a little longer...😊
Does it not stir within the heart a rush of rare delight
And rouse, with frameless works of art a nameless appetite
Does it not kindle thoughts of quilt-retreats and cups of tea
Where every leaf is like a little lilt of poetry
Where woodland wicks intensify, where wind-wild coursers dash
Until full-colour flickers lie in heaps of russet ash
Does it not bid our feet to slow, to linger by the fence
To revel in the afterglow of amber ambience
Does it not tug soul-strings to breaking points with Farewell’s Show?
Is it not like a hug that always brings the letting go?
Embodiment of Bittersweet, ah, does it not so seem
Where enchantment and want compete where life is but a dream
Ah, tell me are there any two syllables that can impress
Upon us such a surge of blue and brooding happiness
Ah, tell me in this four-season affair of yearly sum
Is there another word that can compare to thee, Autumn
© Janet Martin
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