Sunday, September 27, 2020

Poetry: Autumn

Autumn 

Autumn comes to us more voluptuous than any of her sisters a goddess of Renaissance proportions 

How can we not be charmed as she places on our tables armfuls of round ripened fruits which 

Spring bore and Summer raised 

Yet there is something suspect in her swaying walk through fields mown down behind her 

The birds take notice, gather together and fly south 

even as her highlights of garnet and amber shimmer in the trees 

We marvel at her beauty and besot ourselves with her scent And only as she turns to leave us are we strangely sad Why just now do we think on friends we shall never see again Why in this season do we observe our age, and seek new beginnings As we ponder she slips away 

While Winter rides in on his chariot of white winds To make us pay for the bounty Autumn gave.

 

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Phil Fitzpatrick is the author of Onchiota Remembered which is available on Amazon.com and at retail outlets in and around Saranac Lake. He has also self-published his collected Poems, Musings Inwords, available on The BookPatch.com. Phil spends most of the months of May through October in what he describes as the downtown, metropolitan center of Onchiota. He and his wife, Briggs Larkin, winter in Rhode Island. For more information about this writer see: pjfadkmemories.com.


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  1. ADKresident says:

    Nice! 👍

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