A colourful and changeable time of year often used to inspire poetry. Its been happening to me since I was 9!
Autumn
Again
Fading greens, then browns and reds,
sad plants in soggy flower beds,
crops collected boiled and stored,
creating winters’ vegetable horde.
Time for preparing temporary limbo,
slowing the beat of the ‘growing’ allegro
that happens in the warmer days,
when spring and summer have their ways.
Crackling fires and chilly nights,
brisk walks in low sun lights,
dazzling above horizon’s dark border,
curtailing days in no short order.
Cool autumn is here once again,
that inclement season of wind and rain.
© David L Atkinson
October 2023
Jack Shine the Muggy
Time
for Halloween once again,
after
tea fun short-lived with earlier nights,
kids
just want to play one more game
before
being called in from excited heights.
Too
dark to indulge regular sports,
traditional
local games from older kids,
history
driven quaint old imports,
games
woke attitudes forbids.
Catchy
Kiss definitely forbidden,
Knocky
Nine Doors unacceptable socially,
too
risky to Seek the too long hidden,
but Halloween’s okay
with Jack Shine the Muggy.
© David L Atkinson
October 2023
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