Dead Leaves
Nuts
Reds and golds
Cobwebs in the grass
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'...Sunlight streaming Low and old...' my favorite among a great catalog of images. I can almost smell the burning leaves.
Reds and golds Cobwebs in the grass Sunlight streaming Low and old A Gilded sky Of yellow hued Mellowed glass Soft memories of harvest gone Fading summer days English fields of stubbled corn My dear Egal Bohen you are really talented in- escalating wonderful memoirs...in words, want to keep you as my best poetic friend........
I love summer but your poem makes me think of what autumn can offer..yes I agree all the colours..a lovely poem from you -Pia
LIKE THE POEM, you got a cool style, i can see every word, i can see, fall.
Wonderful imagery. I like what you see from your own personal window on the world. Kindest regards, Sandra