Tag: autumn
-
9 October: A Strange Mildness
The Turn of the Season blessthis mess of leaves these trees rattle andturn to burnt bits leaves curl andclench to themselves crisp and brokenunder some version of sun that no longer warmsthrough glass panes. it’s a blinding opticof strange mildness Photo by Jason Mitrione on Unsplash. Shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter ©Misky 2021
-
dVerse Quadrille #21
Between the Days Somewhere, between harvests and rain storms, and lingering wooden crates with mythic mounds of apples, (seems only a week ago) the moon raised itself, as if to order our world to rights. It was a ripe spoon-fed ball, and it took our breath away. for dVerse: Quadrille 21 with 44…
-
dVerse Gardens
And So It Seems The leaves are still falling, caught inside a whip of wind, and I can’t recall such stillness, the quietness of a churchyard. And the sky’s so blue, the ground in shades of yawning amber and maple scarlet — which seems unmatched in this light and shade, all those leaves floating slow…
-
Poetic Bloomings Does Goodbyes
Goodbye to Summer I’m reading this past summer backwards. Like a book. From a distance. And I’m uncertain why I hold this season in such high regard because for most of it – I was flushed hot, barely able to breathe in dripping humidity and swarthy air, and then came those dry sheets of wind…
-
Poetic Bloomings Does Autumn
Plucking Autumn This autumn day is wrapped in grains of golden light that falls as rain might gather or as hours might braid without a hand’s restraint. We pull wheat tight through fingers, and pluck ripe berries that trickle purpled heavy stain. And winter waits another day. written for Poetic Bloomings
-
Ice Cream with Poetic Bloomings
Mint Bright because the air bites cool and wintergreen, and bare bough trees hang withered leaves, and because they fall, they crunch like sugared cones and crispy flake, and because days are rushing into heavy fog and damp brick walls, and because autumn’s halo golden glows — we will eat minty green ice cream because…
It's Still Life 