Poets United prompt #16 is Autumn, I love this season, how could I pass this up. There are so many directions to go in with this thought process. I went with the general feeling fall gives me; I mean Autumn
Painted memories fall like leaves
The scent of
decay mingled with
apples perfumes the air,
Leaves twirl and swirl into
our yards, a magic carpet ride
of childhood shrouded
with mystery, enchantment arrives
raking, harvesting as Indian Summer
unfolds,
Ghost, goblins and witches on brooms
sweep out cobwebs, in your mind's eye
of Halloween's haunted past,
Scattered memories dance, as Mother
Nature dresses in her best.
Amber glow of the harvest moon rises, smoke
circles the night, as the winds of change soon arrive
Comments
"Scattered memories dance, as Mother
Nature dresses her best."
Your poem is wonderfully crafted and captures Autumn very well.
Yvonne,
Jules @ Trying To Get Over The Rainbow
festive feelings.
Thanks for sharing.
Lovely images!
Pamela
Wonderful!=P Love the season =3
Nature dresses in her best...
...yes indeed!
Love this capture of Fall's wonderment. (^_^)
With best wishes.
Hemant