In the golden leaves of autumn the wind moves gently
through the trees, calling us
to embrace the cooler air,
the life of the sun,
and reminding us
we are loved.
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Tag: fall
Crisp Leaves
Dry grass with a double layer of crisp leaves,
the morning air even crisper
a sense of summer sleeping
the joy and comfort
of placing more quilts
on the bed.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies
Sun Kissed Leaves
Sun kissed leaves at the top of trees in the cooler air
where the hawk bathes his feathers
in the sunlight perched
on a large branch
sometimes stretching his wings
to scare the chipmunks
below.
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In the Softness of the Autumn Sun
In the softness of the autumn sun, a quiet returns
to our hearts
an in between, a season
of twilight, of dreaming
where we remember gathering, holding onto,
yet a time of resting
to cease from striving,
even blankets wrapping us
in a feeling of safety, letting go
trusting the arms,
trusting the smile
of our lover
and the smell of apples
bringing wholeness
in the twilight.
We drift off again.
Autumn.
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Running With the Wind
More than a subtle healing, autumn
has a way
of simply
taking our breath away,
strengthening our spirits
to run with the wind.
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Autumn Surrender
As the surrender continues, leaves give up
their green declaring
their boldness,
their courage really,
to hold on to the brightness
of their glory,
before the falling.
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The Whispers of Autumn
Whispers of autumn speak gently at first,
in the sweet stillness
of a cooler night.
With grey clouds rolling
pushing out the heat. Blue
is often brighter.
And in the morning chipmunks
gather extra food,
skittering, preparing
for the dance
of colors
in the light.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2018, ancient skies
