Witness

Today the sun smiles
as if yesterday’s wind and rain
had never been.
Only puddles and soggy leaves
bear witness.

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Fallen

Now the leaves have fallen.
They lie scattered on the lawn
like dead soldiers on the battlefield.

Autumn

See how the summer flowers fade,
see how the skies turn grey,
see how the berries ripen red
and leaves more golden every day.
See how the seasons turn and change
as autumn comes our way.

After Rainfall

After rainfall
raindrops drip from branches,
petals fall like snowflakes,
fresh green leaves unfurl.

Leaves

Scuttling like crabs,
leaves across the lawn,
windblown.

Last Leaves

Strong winds today
are doing their best
to strip the last
of the leaves away.

Time To Go

The leaves are turning;
time to go and find some sun,
holiday abroad!

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I seem to have got in a bit of a muddle with my posts this week, I’m having trouble keeping track of what day it is. This is mainly because we are off tomorrow (Saturday) for an extended trip through France to Spain and back. I shall therefore be taking a break from blogging until late November. I hope to catch up with you all then. Sadly I shall miss the progress of Autumn, which is a season I love. No doubt all the trees will be nearly bare by the time I return and life will be a mad rush to get ready for Christmas.

Sycamore Tree – Septolet

Always first —
Sycamore tree
splashed russet
and golden.

South facing
sunburned leaves
welcome change.

Winding Down – Septolet

Summer fades.
Leaves slowly
turn golden.

The year
winds down,
steadily increasing
its pace.

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A Septolet consists of 7 lines in 14 words, arranged in two parts with a break between, both parts dealing with the same thought.

This is my first attempt at a Septolet. My thanks to Elaine Patricia Morris (Watermelonseeds) for introducing me to this delightful form.

Scuttle and Swirl

Residue of Autumn’s fallen leaves
scuttle like rats along the road
at the behest of the gusting wind,
or swirl up in the air
like flocks of small birds
taking flight.

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