• poem for fall

    by  • September 22, 2008 • Uncategorized • 3 Comments

    Thanks, Christine, for the poetry party.

    fall

    these are my favorite days
    when the summer heat begins
    to fade into fall’s crisp palette
    of expectancy and comfort

    I want to match the colors
    with aromas savory and sweet
    layers of flavor and hope that
    sustain as the nights grow long

    and winter hangs on the horizon
    barren branches and grey mornings
    the chill that goes bone-deep
    as the world falls asleep

    on my best days I see the trees
    each one a burning bush
    leaves letting go with flare (and flair!)
    letting go and falling to earth

    I turn the lights on earlier
    and stir the same reds and oranges
    in the pan relishing the sound of the
    sizzle of squash and peppers

    these are my favorite days
    when the cold and dark call
    to remember however I fall
    love will catch me


    Peace,
    Milton

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    3 Responses to poem for fall

    1. September 22, 2008 at 7:27 pm

      Very nice.

    2. September 23, 2008 at 2:25 am

      You are most welcome Milton. Thanks so much for your beautiful offering. I especially love the image of each tree a burning bush.

      Blessings! Christine

    3. September 23, 2008 at 4:27 pm

      Splendid.

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