An old autumn 🍁 poem

Sandy_123

The air bringing coldness to my face,

I lift my scalf up and quicken my pace.

 Crunching, crackling, under my feet,

I dread what is lurking beneath the leaf.

Slippy, sliding and watching my tred, 

For I would try to avoid a bumped head.

The wind is high and blowing a gale,

Catching my breath as I try to inhale.

I squint my eyes as leaves  hurl towards me,

 forced by nature to depart the tree.

Orange,brown, yellow, green and red,

Are the colours that have been shred. 

Fetching out the  brightness all around,

Laying like a blanket on the ground.

 The noises behind me make me fear,

Rustling, whispering, shuffling I hear.

I stop and listen quickly turn around,

For I have no fret just Autumn sound.

Jimm_Alumni

@Sandy_123 A lovely poem, I'm quite impressed by the rhyming!

Sandy_123

I did it last year @onebigvoice got me doing poetry

Lou67

@Sandy_123
Aww I love that it sums up Autumn beautifully 💕

Sandy_123

It does lol

chiarieds

We should have more poetry - onebigvoice really started something good last year with this. 😊

Sandy_123

Yeah we should @chiarieds that was my first attempt at poetry lol

Hope your doing good