Autumn

by Rondo, Blogger and Poet

Hello dear friends, 
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One of our readers wrote asking when I would be presenting another poem or two.  Unfortunately, I haven't been inspired for a while.  It must be the summer heat that has made my brain lethargic.  

Not only was the brain a little slow, my whole body went into summer slumber and sleep mode surfacing only for food and belly rubs and to tease Grammy on-line.

But, thanks to Aunty Patrice and Aunty Maron both giving me the nudge I've been hard at work and so, in honour of Autumn which has just crossed our threshold I have two new poems for you. 

So without more ado I give you my latest.

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Autumn

Autumn leaves fall gently now;
There's a crispness in the air.
Whiskers alert, on sill I sit and search
For vanishing friends in flight
Or gathered on baring bough.

The southbound birds murmur together:
Charms of hummers, hordes of geese,
Flutters of others, all birds of a feather
Preparing for the long fall flights
To lands safe from the cold winter's blights.

Squirrels swiftly nest and gather their foods
To store before frosty snow.
They'll be safe and warm within these woods
Rushing black, red, grey mastering the game
Before winter begins to blow.

Autumn Leaves

Sweetie stalks at balcony door
Awaiting errant and crispy leaves
That tempt and bait the little puss;
At hunter's lair they tease
As they toss about the floor.

There is no doubt that Autumn's arrived full on
In yellows, browns, orange and red
Dresses of many shades and hues
To adorn the land... a spendiferous spread
As it dances on toward winter's dawn.

© Whiskers, Mouse, Sweetie, Etude & Rondo - Mischief and Mayhem Central

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