Dozens of flowers push and crowd
The sky holds but one fleecy cloud.
The sun beams down its stifling heat
Children run in tanned, bare feet.
The Earth then shifts, disturbing the peace
The languid days then have to cease
The golden wafts of summer breeze
The lush jade of the poplar leaves
Sweep to a crisp, autumn chill
Shed to gold against their will
The sweet scent of the wild rose
Is swept away to decompose
The springy green of summer grass
Is brittle brown, its’ heyday passed
The softness of the clear blue sky
Is dulled and darkened; clouds pass by
The trees, dripping red and gold
Are stately, gorgeous, high and bold
The crunch of fallen leaves below
Were green not many months ago
Scurrying of squirrels and rabbits
Go to sleep from winter habit
Summer’s pass is not depressing
For autumn months are such a blessing.
3 comments:
Hey, jehsyka, I took your advice and turned the "school" description into a poem! I really like this poem, it's one of my favorites!
I love this! Wow, this is marvelous, and I'm sorry to use such a trivial word for something as wonderful as this.
You're a remarkable poet! Seriously, how old are you again? Fourteen? This is way too good for you to be just fourteen!
Are any of your poems published? They really should be, at least in a magazine or something and perhaps one day you could have your own book of poems! I'd buy it. ^_^
Once again, this ROCKS! And so inspirational for Autumn Rider, especially since poetry is one of my main character's favourite things.
actually, i'm twelve...
*cough cough*
but wow! thanx for the comment! I had no idea it was that good. And actually, a book of poems is the goal here, so i'll let ya know when you can buy it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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