Autumn's Mountain Dreams

A poem about summer giving way to fal and fall preparing for winter.

 

Autumn’s Mountain Dreams

When the gales are stirring and the 

branches are rustling their pompoms,

The lonely white spotted owl is calling 

out his desperate call for his mate

 

That’s when the mugs come out to fill with

steaming hot chocolate

with white marshmallows,

When the sun goes down too soon and

the moon stays out too late.

 

As the leaves start to fall to the 

ground and fall into the soupy ponds

 

The green eager turtle sloths out onto

his branch early to catch the

sunbeams that are late.

 

That’s when all the girls start wearing 

lettered sweaters of their fellows.

When the basketball team attempts 

to go all the way to state!

 

When the weeping willow starts blowing in

the breeze and the wood nymph’s

wave their magic wands,

That’s the time the gas companies send

notices that there are raising their rates.

 

When the temperatures drop and the fields

full of black and white Jersey cows start to bellow,

 

That’s when you know the time for

swim bikini time is far too late.

 

So bring out the violin and the harmonica too,  

we’ll share some warm apple cider and            

sing some mountain clogging songs.

 

Warm memories blue crystal winter

dreams we’ll start to create.

We’ll gaze fondly at the days of summer 

when we all skipped around bathed in

yellow eating lime green jello.

 

Because autumn is finally here,

we’ll hold hands and snuggle under cozy 

flannel quilts at the football games with our dates.

Author's Note

A poem about memories of Franklin, North Carolina

Reviews

[Black Cat Fever]

Beautiful, love the feelings this brings on for me, reminds me of going back to university in the fall. Very positive memories for me.

[Cynthia]

The image behind is so beautiful!
Natural Behind is so amazing!
Franklin, North Carolina
Must Be So Nice!

[Norma M Sutton]

Nice. I see you took artistic license in this part lol

When the temperatures drop and the fields
full of black and white Jersey cows start to bellow,

Holsteins are black and white, Jersey's are a reddish brown :P

[Short.Nerd]

Love it! I could picture this in my head(: Great Job.

[Tina Kline]

This is very beautiful and I think there is something very beautiful about fall. I'm glad I live in a place where you can tell when the seasons change. Love this. It really is a beautiful positive memory.

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

I loved every minute of life in the mountains.
This poem is a beautiful memory.

[Robin]

wonderful memories ~ mountain clogging that is North Carolina

[Liza]

i love to see nature through your eyes
thank you for sending the request

[sarah]

WoW! this is great it is sooooo calm and fun and peaceful and some great writers come from North Carolina :-)