While strolling
Wooded path
Feet engaged
With the Earth
And Autumnal leaves
Aplenty

Is not this Now
Approaching the
Transcendental

Purposely lost
In a fine mood
Contemplating
The color of rust

#poetry
#writing
#autumnal

He’d thought she’d be #autumnal. Fall. Fade. Be blown away with the first cold wind he’d funnel. Dead, like #most. Or tucked, a leaf of his book. He liked to rest his limbs. Feel spring afresh. She did wither, but was marcescent. His winter whisper.

…his spring tear.

#vss365 #inkmine #Oulens

No signs yet here
Of #autumnal turnings
Except inside the stores
And the front doors
Of decorated houses
People tired
Of summer heat
Thinking wistfully
Of sweater weather
And pumpkin spice
Anticipating
Days and nights
Of hygge
Still weeks away
#vss365

‘Feeling lazy, are we?’

‘It’s the seasonal change. Switching from the scorching hot days of summer to the #autumnal cool brings on the quest for cozy. I just want to wrap myself in a blanket & drink my coffee in slippers.’

‘I can see that. But don’t you think a mug would work better?’

#vss365

autumnal winds
push muted clouds
through ever darkening skies

#vss365 #autumnal #haiku

oh, how I love the fall
crisp air, bright colors
and all
#autumnal dreams
improvised schemes
for hikes through the wood
warm kisses so good
igniting what should
last forever
and ever
heartbeats thrumming
school busses humming
woodpeckers drumming
winter is coming…

#vss365

autumnal leaves flutter
reminder
soon the ground will feel
equinoctial bombardment
black walnuts
yard becomes
a squirrel magnet
then the annual
visit of an antique tractor
parked the night before the county fair
grass has things to look forward to
in fall

#vss365 #autumnal

Angel of Death

Lurking on the periphery

Loading up
harvested #autumnal souls
for his long time boss

Cares not
if the victims protest
or whimper about their fate

They ain't gonna negotiate
their way
out of eternity

Nothing personal

Just a case of wrong place
wrong time mortality
#vss365 #poetry

'Don't you love that #autumnal feel, Gabe? The bright flurry of leaves, the promise of frost in the air, the scent of dragon smoke.'
'This better not be your way of telling me you've let my spare room to migrating dragons again, Pixie!'
'Of course not! ...They're in the loft this year.'
#vss365

yearning for you
your #autumnal grace
the reds and the golds
consuming the greens
brings out the honey
in your dark eyes

#vss365
#poetry

​Proud August years pledge
cold #autumnal quietude
ere a hushed winter...

#vss365 #HaikuFeels #verse #DailyHaikuPrompt #Senryu #Haiku #HaikuSky #Poetry #MicroPoetry #writing #poem #prose #emoetry #inkmine #BlueskyPoets #dpp

#vss365 #autumnal
Our street feared
most remaining leafs
would drag over
the boardwalk again.
Even its lamp behind
fences started to predict
winter snow provisions
of light and warned
migration birds as they
escape to the south.
Only midnights had
the courage to shine.

#Autumnal breeze at dawn
Spring just sprung yet summer's gone
A mourning dove sings the #song
The rain's remains won't linger long.

I wipe the water from my eyes
to see so clear the coming skies
clouded once by fears and lies
there's blue up there
to my surprise.

#ThingToWriteAbout #vss365 #poem

They landed in a paradise. They could breathe without helmets, and the fresh #autumnal breeze blew golden leaves all around.
But on this planet, the leaves released parasitic spores that could liquefy internal organs in minutes. They only realised that after one of the biologists exploded.

#vss365

The scarf is showing its holes and Gwen shivers as she watches the last duck take flight.

An #autumnal breeze blows a leaf, once green, across the water.

To think, just two months ago, the visitors hadn’t even arrived yet.

Now, the disc hanging in the sky is normal, just another Tuesday.

#vss365

An #autumnal breeze brings a brisk scent and the skittering of leaves, blowing my thoughts back to simpler times. Was there anything as satisfying as slapping shut a #flip #phone after making Friday night plans with buddies and the weekend spreading out to eternity?

#vss365 #vssdaily #BookishTues

There was no gentle shift of the seasons this year. Someone flipped a switch and hot-as-balls summer became cooler #autumnal breezes overnight.
#vss365

We're all stuck here on the #autumnal edge of western civilization, doomed to repeat the mistakes of every past empire that crumbled into dust and became nothing more than places for tourists to buy shirts and take pictures.
#vss365