Autumn – Ian
Chilling breeze caresses trees
Chasing sparrow anxious bees
Clouds race over sombre skies
Watching while creation sighs
Leaves in summer brilliant green
Some now golden most unseen
Insects nowhere to be found
Autumn shelter in the ground
Horses standing in the fields
Stiffly in their blanket shields
Mill pond frog no longer sings
Quack of ducks no longer rings
Clever birds have sensed the time
Left to find a warmer clime
Only to return in spring
With them joyful noise to bring
Autumn clothes pulled out in haste
Children wrapped in warmth embraced
Stirring leaves from off the path
Dancing as these children laugh
Soon the brilliant white of snow
Settles where the flowers grow
Blanketing the countryside
Covers all and sits astride
Winter soon will fill the land
Desolate on every hand
Days grow shorter sunshine weak
Ice packs form on yonder creek
Until solstice turns around
Thawing of the frozen ground
All creation wakes to play
Celebrate the first spring day.
“© Ian Grice 2008”
Comments
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Very nice write. Lovely imagery.
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Welcome to AP Ian. I love your description of the seasons.
When you live somewhere that's beautiful one day, perfect the next it's not hard to have an appreciation of the changes around us.
Margaret
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ive read some of your poems ian..there brill..i love this one..xxx
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Very nice write
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