october poems

[sparklecat]

The earth has steeped in yellow gold
The air has caught a chill
And rows of pumpkins big and small
Are perched upon my sill
The leaves are falling prettily
Like crimson-colored rain
And all the world is glistening
It's autumntime again!
-Laura Jaworski

Autumn Song
These are the days of falling leaves,
The days of hazy weather, 
Smelling of gold chrysanthemums
And gray wood smoke together. 

These are the nights of near stars,
The nights of closer moons,
When the windy darkness echoes
To cricket's farewell tunes.
-Elizabeth Ellen-Long