First Day of Autumn

First Day of Autumn

 

First day of Autumn.

The leaves are falling,

Piling in heaps.

The birds are calling.

 

Gentle winds sweeping

Through your hair,

Causing it to ruffle

In the new cool air.

 

The sun gently kisses the skin

Just enough to make its presence known.

Sunshine peeking through shaded trails,

Calling for one to come bask in light bestowed.

 

Leaves crunching ‘neath strolling feet

Give way to Autumn’s sounds.

The air brisk and clear,

Butterflies fluttering around.

 

This is just the beginning

Of cooler days and nights to come.

As today marks

The first day of Autumn.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

September 22, 2021

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Pretty basic oft-mentioned observations about the season-change, well-stated with a lyrical & sensory flair. Just once, I wish butterflies would do somersaults or monkey-hops instead of the same old boring fluttering -- same with leaves crunching (((HUGS)))

[Melinda McQueen]

haha I'll see what I can do!

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the poem dear Melinda.
"Leaves crunching ‘neath strolling feet
Give way to Autumn’s sounds.
The air brisk and clear,
Butterflies fluttering around."
I loved the above lines and I love the days of Fall. Cooler days and watching the change of color. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for reading and giving me your words.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Melinda.