Autumn

 

the wind groans the wind moans

feeling uneasy with the dawn

the trees swaying the tree-tops bending

after summer days having a hang-over

and shedding their yellow leaves

the low clouds thickening

their body weakend flabby

and the load of all autumn rains

dusting with unbearable boredom

and the sorrow in the air

and the sparse wood in the blue expance

wrapping up in the patches of fog

whispers the river diligently

whispers the grass willows cry

birds fall silent wails the wind

the moon the stars fade blue

soon soon the winter coming

Reviews

[sasha]

so two weeks I had no connection to the site, it is really cold here now, today there was snow on the fields near Munich. Thank you Jacob, for nice lines.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am really liking the fall poems i am reading on writers...this is stark in its imagery of loss, and how we move into winter with a bare feeling...

cold cold.

[sasha]

thank you very much, midnightsunshine, for the friendly words!

[midnightsunshine]

I really like the imagery in this, your despcriptions are so vivid and imaginative! It is an extremely beautiful poem, you're very talented :-)

[sasha]

thank you midnightsunshine for your golden words))