Autumn Joys

 

A few snap-shots from the past few days that helped inspire this poem

The plush hush-hush of feet through leaves...

The plush hush-hush of feet through leaves

The stillness of fields shucked of sheaves

The way the wind through woodland weaves

A canopy of blue

The hurry-scurry, frisky squirrel

The leaf-cartwheel, the boy and girl

Imitating the lilt and twirl

Of treetop’s dwindling hue

Rain-rendered decoupage, wet-cold

Lanes and sidewalks paved with leaf-gold

A little mittened hand to hold

Or steaming cup ‘o joe

Gladness so profound the heart leaps

With praise for squash and pumpkin heaps

And all goodness man plants then reaps

As by God’s grace we go

The five-star bliss of five-star dreams

For five-star supper’s five-star beams

Of five-star happiness that gleams

In loved one’s smiles and eyes

Warmth of homecooked simplicity

And precious love of family

Kindles a thankful-as-can-be

Masterpiece-paradise

The undulating rise and fall

As landscapes pen a madrigal

That needs no words to say it all

Yet leaves spectators awed

By nature’s color-symphony

Spilling across the dimming lea

An autumn song we throng to see

Whose composer is God

© Janet Martin

Rain-rendered decoupage, wet-cold...

Lanes and sidewalks paved with leaf-gold...