Ode to Autumn

The autumn leaves remind us of a growing season over.
There are berries in the hedgerow, but no flowers on the clover.
From cottage chimneys wood-smoke curls, and daylight sooner ends –
Lamps shine out from windows, for family and friends.
A drizzle falls in droplets fine –
Makes pathways shine.
Frost threatens:
Winter beckons.

This post was inspired and prompted by the ‘100 word challenge’ here.
(Just fifty words, plus the three ‘prompt’ words, were allowed this time.) 

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6 thoughts on “Ode to Autumn”

  1. Isn’t it strange how some folks see ‘wet’ in autumn. I do hope it stays ‘dry’ for as long as possible. I really like this poem Phil. Thanks for sharing your autumn ‘pictures!

  2. I like this one a lot. Very gentle and lulling. It made me think more of the warmth of the winter holiday season than it did the beginning of the cold. That must be the effect of your words on my heart.

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