Upon an Autumn Afternoon

smokebush mystery

Summer slowly rusts away in copper-plated sighs;

Flowers nod their heavy heads and curtsy their good-byes.

Wind discovers secret nests, undressing hidden lairs;

Leaves, ashamed, blush scarlet veins, and tiptoe down the stairs.

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16 comments on “Upon an Autumn Afternoon

  1. Sissym says:

    I wish you happy new week!

    Cheers

  2. Heidi Viars says:

    what colorful words … tiptoeing down the stairs … I think I can hear them πŸ™‚

  3. Debbie says:

    I just loved this, Melody!! One of the things I do like about fall is seeing all the bird and squirrel nests when the leaves fall away!

  4. Gallivanta says:

    Lovely images πŸ™‚

  5. Oh, the duvet is out on my bed and the heating has reluctantly been switched on as I feel the pinch of winter approaching. Loved how your poem says a fond farewell to autumn who’s played her part.

  6. A real apple cider stirred with a Cincinnati stick as a pen! BEAUTIFUL !

  7. You can never have too many Fall poems. I really like this one.

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