I stroll the street my thoughts ride the air with every breath
Wind swirls to scrape my cheek reminding me to be vigilant of its looming bite
A young woman clutches hand to chest keeping the chill from becoming too familiar
Trees sway littering the air with their infinite supply of photosynthetic messages as
...
Read full text
This piece reminds of walks in the park, and squirrels. Its lovely.
Congratulations- love the play of words...smooth and moving with the season....I love Autun too and enjoying it now in South Africa - Cindy
A very lovely poem as the Autumn of the year is so beautifully colorful. I found this a much enjoyed read and I'm going to read more of your works I found them so lovely.a 10
I enjoyed it. I love autumn, its golden hue and fruity juice. CP