Sunday, 12 October 2014

Autumn in the Garden

It is autumn in the garden
The lawn is filled with rain
Views once soft begin to harden
Wilting stems are nature's crane.

Ragged petals now make trails
On the crunchy gravel floor
A much colder wind prevails
Squirrels garner winter's store.

Bright Michaelmas's daisy
Quiet herald of the change;
Subtle russet hues are hazy
The artist has wide range.

Wreaths of silver morning mist
Are pierced by a wan sun
Conkers as big as my fist
Remind us summer's done.

(c) Poet in the Woods 2014

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