Sing to me, Autumn, with the rustle of your leaves.
Breathe on me your spicy scents that flow within your breeze.
Dance with me, Autumn, your waltz that bends the boughs of trees.
Poems about Autumn
Every season has its special beauty and autumn is no exception. Watching the trees turn from a uniform green to all varieties of gold, yellow and red is a spectacular experience. One can almost be blinded by the fiery brilliance. How can it be that all this beauty is sign of death and decay? With all this beauty there is a certain sadness in knowing that the changing colors foreshadow the arrival of a long cold winter.
Poems about the Fall Season
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Autumn Personification Poem
Sing to me, Autumn, with the rustle of your leaves.Featured Shared Story
This poem beautifully provides us an opportunity to feel connected with nature. As human beings, we have been born in the lap of nature, have grown under the protection of nature, but we’ve...
Letting Go Of The Old
Golden, crisp leaves falling softly from almost bare trees,
Lifting and falling in a hushed gentle breeze.
Slowly dropping to the soft cushioned ground,
Whispering and rustling a soothing sound.Featured Shared Story
Letting go of painful things is probably one of the most difficult choices to make. But once you realize what your aspirations, visions, and ideals in life are- that these have become somehow...
Sun with his artistic touch,
streaks skies of blue with rosy blush,
trimming Oak and Maple too,
crimson reds with yellow hue.Featured Shared Story
The poem brings such a panoramic picture of Autumn that you can't help but be present for the synesthetic experience. The alliteration of the words gives a beautiful rhythm to the poem, such...
A flash of lightning streaks across the sky.
We huddle close beneath the trembling eaves
As thunder roars a nightmare lullaby
And strips the trees outside of summer leaves.Featured Shared Story
This was great! So great! It was very nice. It was also inspiring in a way...
Poem About The Beauty Of Autumn
Looking out my window
In October's golden light,
I see a beauty unsurpassed,
A truly lovely sight.Featured Shared Story
The poem portrays the beauty of the fall, just as Keats famously wrote: "Thou hast thy music too!" Nature's pristine beauty is a treat to the human eye. The references to the golden light,...
Indian Summer Poem
There's a crispness in the air that greets the morning sun, a feeling of anticipation, a new day has begun.
Harvest days are ending, winter is drawing near, yet in between is surely the most special time of year.
They call it Indian Summer, and it seems to fit the bill, for it's as if the Lord took a feathered brush and painted all the hills.
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Very beautiful & inspiring. "Women in Ministry" will share this at a coffee we are hosting for younger women we mentor in the church.
Sandy, Moderator WIM
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