September

smoky crisp smell of leaves

crunching satisfactorily underfoot

vibrant colours of flame

kicked up with every step

green verdancy slowly being eclipsed

by fall's quieter raiment

as the goldenrod sunshine

warms the chilly air

i feel embraced by the world

and the woods my sanctuary

your memory held never closer

to my heart -



this is how autumn is my home

Reviews

[R J Askew]

I went for this as I like Sept. which is often a gentle month. I smiled when i read smoke in the first line. But for some reason the word 'satisfactorily' was especially pleasing, phps because it is just right and captures the feeling exactly. 'Fall's quieter rainment' is also delightful wording. And the notion of being embraced by the world shows a great sense of oneness with nature.

[bluessadmood]

Again like sweet magic..how you have a great store of dreamy images..they send me high..how I rejoice in your words..
A gold sunshine warms the air and drives away my chills
Feel so embraced by a lovely world around me
the woods haunts me as your memory
ever so close to my heart
How autumn is home
lovely write..

[Analgesia]

This is short and tells a story from afar, while still maintaining a personal conection between poem and reader. You do a good job of putting us somewhere we've been before and then creating an atmosphere of sentimintality which isn't boring, but instead creative and flowing. Good read, I hope I was of assistance and thank you for writing something worth reading.