Friday, November 4, 2011

I like the fall



There are places where the leaves don't dry
or color-patch the blue fall sky,
where 'autumn' seems like a foreign word,
though early morning light's deferred.
The air is lightened of its humid yoke,
but darkness sooner pulls its cloak
as welcome coolness rules the day.
All in all, I like the fall, I have to say.



placed in the Poets United Thursday Think Tank: The Waning Days of Fall

3 comments:

  1. Brother OllieNovember 4, 2011 at 7:06 AM

    this place, you speak of, it is far from here

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  2. EllaNovember 4, 2011 at 10:33 AM

    I love the lyrical tone and the imagery is great!
    I like:

    "where 'autumn' seems like a foreign word"
    I so agree, when I see those funky brain mushrooms, lol

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  3. Sherry Blue SkyNovember 5, 2011 at 2:10 PM

    I love this poem, Philip - undertones of classic poets in this piece.

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