AUTUMN LANDSCAPE

A Poem by SHEEMA HUQ

Autumn reigns the landscape once again

with a graceful yet menacing prominence.

As carefree summer memories drift

hazily away into the distance.

The sunshine on certain days is rationed

with selective vigour. Grey clouds pose

stagnantly in the dull sky, while

the breeze feels motionless and meagre.

On a clear bright day, the bellowing wind

hosts and displays, turbulent scenes

of restless leaves on grieving branches,

that rustle, thrust and sway. Their

bustling sounds and movements

are haphazard and blasé.

The Autumn landscape is here once more.

Conkers, pumpkins and kernels from ferns

arrive in festive spirits for the new school term.

As days draw in sooner, temperature fall,

‘Trick or Treaters’ parade the streets in ghostly

attire for a Halloween ball.

Flats and houses turn on their lights

as a bonfire spits fumes and burns

hastily on its’ famously assigned night.

Matured, fallen heaps of leaves gather,

and richly disperse, penetrating the parks and

grounds, like a good witch’s subtle curse.

While many birds migrate off to warmer climes,

I notice sparrows and perhaps a green finch

gorging on leaves. A hedgehog then appears

from nowhere, tempted by fruit fallen from trees,

preparing to hibernate before the wintertime freeze.

© 2012 SHEEMA HUQ

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Kimberly "Melody" Carne..

I am an Autumn baby and love this time of year (almost) most of all. Even as I read this with spring at hand and snow still on the ground here in Colorado, I think you words make me wish for autumn once again. You bring each and every wonderful part of the time to such wonderful lite and creat a mind full of wonder with your words. Thank you for such a gift as this. Perfectly... perfectly... done!!!