Autumnal respite

This is an older poem from the archives, a succinct seasonal musing just in time for the changing of the guard, as the Northern hemisphere bids farewell to summer and welcomes autumn. I hope you are all having a wonderful, inspired day! Enjoy!

The ancient eavesdropper

Trees twist and turn,
their outstretched limbs 
gather the lingering light
in anticipation of the autumnal respite.
Clasped leaflets circumscribe a colder sun,
edging closer and closer to oblivion.
Green satellites return to earth
as brittle, burning skeletons 
plastered into the dirt.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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2 Responses to Autumnal respite

  1. isabelburt says:

    This may be an older poem – but it holds its beauty!

    • Thank you kindly, my friend! Words are akin to pressed leaves, fresh on the page, no matter the season, for all the world to see 🙂 I hope you have a wonderful week! I look forward to following your blog 🙂

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