An Ode to Autumn

The continuous crinkling murmur,

Of crisp autumn leaves 

Quivering beneath my feet, 

Their end is nigh.

The sky's menacing tempest, 

A protest of Mother Nature 

As her tears fall,

Mournful, right as rain.

The smell of humid ground,

Intoxicating to my nostrils 

A musty breeze familliar,

Tantalizing once numbed senses.

The owls hoot lamentingly,

Yet again searching escape

Their echo desperately begs,

To cease the torment.

The moon is witness, 

To the nocturnal terrors

 Its ethereal glow shines,

Over the shadowed children.

Children play dress up, 

Yelling trick or treat 

Constantly hoping to receive, 

A candy or two.

For the creatures have ressurected,

From their profound slumber 

It is true, beware,

Autumn has finally come.

Reviews

[BobM]

This poem excellently describes Autumn. I particularly like the alliteration in the first stanza, which also has a neat rhythm. However, I don't like the way it is punctuated, specifically the lack of punctuation. It seems like it doesn't read correctly the way it is currently punctuated. This particular point is really just my opinion, though. But- there are a few mistakes apart from my opinion. The owls should be hooting "lamentingly", and it is pretty redundant to say that sleep is languid. On the whole, though, this is a fairly pleasant poem, albeit a bit trite.

[Ioana Georgiana]

Thank you for the constructive criticism, I managed to add the finishing touches just now.

[Asante]

The final stanza in this one puts the cap on it very well, in my mind. A well-written ode to my own favorite season of the four.

[IamRealTusoul]

A beautiful piece of writing.

[Inject Positivity]

Loved the idea of autumn....Reminding me some of those days.....Thanks.....

[Ioana Georgiana]

Thank you I appreciate your kind words. If it made you feel something, it means that I have reached my goal.