Wednesday, October 2, 2013

The seasons change and so do I


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Kate Mereand



autumn has grabbed hold of leaves and pushed its way into veins
altering my perceptions of the small things
inside me.

i posted poems and gathered words like raked leaves
falling short
under brittle tines
pinned to blackened earth.


i said good bye and forged hellos
out of sodden tinker toys
and wondered where i was going.

i wonder still.


copyright/all right reserved Audrey Howitt 2013
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4 comments:

  1. TALONOctober 4, 2013 at 10:40 AM

    What a gorgeous and glorious poem of autumn. The images so clear and crisp, Audrey.

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    1. Audrey Howitt aka DivaloungerOctober 4, 2013 at 1:26 PM

      Thank you for finding this more reflective place--I am deeply touched by your words

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  2. AnonymousOctober 6, 2013 at 12:46 AM

    This is marvelous! I too, love writing poems when the seasons make their transition. Makes one think... if the seasons change so often, I should look into myself and change too.

    Really wonderful poem.

    p.s. thanks for all your lovely comments :)

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  3. UnknownOctober 6, 2013 at 8:14 PM

    Audrey, may all your changes be as glorious and beneficial as fall is to our earth!

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