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Fall…

person holding brown dried leaf

it’s hot
still summer
but if you take a
deep breath
you can smell
fall
waiting in the wings
flowers
are starting
to go to sleep

 

Photo:  Taylor Wright
Unsplash

THE COLORS OF FALL…a poem

I would like
wallpaper
that looked just like
this
beautiful colors
and shapes
covering a wall
bringing the wildness
inside
and I would want it
BIG AND BOLD
no tiny leaves
small and hard to see
not for me
but an explosion of
fall
arranged
to perfection
by
Mother Nature
Herself

 

Photo:  Debbie (daughter)

Daughter’s pictures of a leaves…(2 pictures) and a poem

some believe that
leaves turn colors
in the fall
because of a chemical
reaction
but it’s not true
leaves turn
colors
to celebrate
their freedom
the freedom
to detach
from the tree
and fly

The Colors of Fall…poem

brown dried leaves on ground

browns
and reds
gold and purple
wet leaves
dress up
the streets
sidewalks
and ground
making a carpet
of beauty
on which
summer can
make her exit

 

Photo:  Mat Reding
Unsplash

Fall…a poem

Foliage, Old Windows, Autumn, Pane

fall is here
dressed in all her fancy
colorful leaves
strutting her stuff
fluttering
and waving
saying goodby
going out
in Nature’s very own
designer
outfit

Fall…

Autumn, Leaves, Forest, Maple Leaves

Fall shows up whether we want it to or not, just like most things in life.  Leaves are falling, silent and yellow.  They land on us, as we walk, or they just hit the ground.  They come into our homes and lay on the floor, until we pick them up.  They do NOT look like the leaves in the above picture.   Ours leaves are usually WET and often slippery.  Rarely are they dry and crisp…nope, ours are a soggy mess, we do not get to crunch them. At least not very often.

I have two kinds of poison ivy in my yard.  The lawn guy just showed me.  He can’t cut down the plants for fall until spring.  He said I’m not the only one who has it, it’s moving in.  Just what we all need.  So there’s five leaf and the three leaf poison ivy, and I have both.  I used to love my yard and now, I don’t like it at all.

The one good thing about winter is that it kills a lot of the bad things.  If you’re one of those bad things, then it’s not a good thing for you.  Unfortunately, winter doesn’t just kill the bad things, it kills other things as well, like people.

I heard someone say that the Farmer’s Almanac said it’s going to be a really bad winter, as if the other winters have been good ones. Why do they say things like that?  Haven’t they been paying attention? Does the word VORTEX mean nothing to those people?  Why do any of us live in the midwest?

Well, after watching a PBS program on MEGA-FIRES last night, as well as one on SUPER STORMS, I’m starting to think the midwest might eventually become the new coast line.  It was a good but scary program, for those in California.  It’s going to get worse.  Global warming plays a part in the fires and the storms, so we are screwing up in a big way.  The thing is…we can’t just undo what we’ve already done.  Obviously, we need to stop doing what we’re doing now, before it’s all over.  Oh, and the fires aren’t just here, they are in other countries as well.  Things are changing on a grand scale and they’re changing fast.

So fall.  It’s here, full of wet leaves and fall aromas.  No color yet, everything’s still green, except for the yellow leaves on the ground.  I would love fall, if spring was the season right after it.  How cool would THAT be!

 

 

Fall..a poem

Fall Foliage, Leaves, Colorful, Colored, Autumn, Forest

things are starting to fall asleep
they’re shutting down
looking for places to rest
during the long hard
winter
that’s on its way
lullabies are whispering
through the leaves
while the wind sends
warnings
telling animals
to find shelter
to build their tunnels
deep
if they want to
survive
the trees
are throwing off
their leaves
the days are shorter
the nights colder
summer is packed
and waiting for her taxi
the sun is falling
hanging in the sky
on a slant
it gives little light
and no heat
people are already
getting crabby
hating what they
know is coming
those who can escape
will
those who stay
wonder
why they do
fall is here
a colorful omen
of another winter
that is waiting
in the wings

Image

The changing colors of the leaves can be a wonderful thing but you don’t see this picture in magazines…

Fall…

the cold morning air
is just a reminder
of what’s waiting in the wings
I think fall is laughing
as we all shiver
and feel the threat
of winter gearing up
bring snow and ice
freezing temps
into our lives
erasing the color
from our days
and shrouding us
in darkness day
and night
fall has arrived
leaves are everywhere
but all any of us can
think about
is what’s coming next

Changes…poem

everything is changing
leaves are on the ground
the light is coming in on a slant
the air is cool and crisp
its scent
earthy and sleepy
sounds are crunchy
louder
sharper
trees are turning
red and yellow

summer is packing her bags
getting ready to move on
leaving us with nothing
but longing
and warm memories

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