autumn wind
by Elouise
sturdy evening breeze
rides first waves of autumn chill
chasing leaves my way
it sends cricket songs soaring
through layers of fading light
I wrote this poem yesterday evening after a late walk around our neighborhood. For now, we seem to have exited cycles of wind and rain from the South, followed by the same from the North and Northwest.Β Maybe the fall chill can finally do its work and turn at least some trees and shrubs into flaming beauties.
Β© Elouise Renich Fraser, 16 October 2018
Modern Art Nouveau painting by Wilhelm Kotarbinski, found at wikiart.com
enjoy those flaming beauties for me my friend, we have nothing down here but faded green and a few dying fronds, the natural cycle but the red/orange/yellow must come from the flowers. The tradeoff of life in the South β€
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aw, thanks my friend, goes nicely with the charcoal blazing in the grill, ready for some dogs (hot dogs of course) and a bacon/beer/black bean dip for chips π almost feeling fall-like β€
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