behind the ice creamery#4: they must

is this colour new Autumn? the leaves are so red but they too must fall ~

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in the dapple

here I am me hiding in the dapple in the light and almost still I am colored shady I am colored grey painted over green waving in soft air there that is me dapple me ~

warm heart

and once in a while a benign sun shines with the balm of autumn the temperature is a kiss of warmth not a burn birds are squawk today quark and cheep and bell . . . . bell . . . . bell . . . . periodically filling the afternoon turning it to evening …

leaves

autumn leaves layered for Susie she won't rake them anymore but I recall autumn leaves arrayed in their colours like red wine and ochre she raked them she gifted them to me to make a garden layered in colours like red wine I remember autumn leaves layered for Susie © Frank Prem, 2017 September 2017 …

season to season

the yellows and the oranges and the reds of the fallen overtaken by brown overtaken by the earth covered over by the white and the season creeps along hiding green deep beneath the grey of fog and the following reflected gleams of light from the sun low but shining © Frank Prem, 2017 June 2017 …

goodbye autumn

today is a day of blue skies and crescent moons clouds sailing in the sunlight the green of grass is shining bright and back yards kiss the sky all arranged this cold cold day to kiss the last day of Autumn goodbye goodbye not to mention a salutary Ibis (shhh) (shhh) don't mention that © …

heaven glimpsed (leaves down)

oak tree time has come let your leaves fall down oak tree their green is gone let your leaves fall down I see the sky up there glimpse heaven between your fingers so open up to the blue and let your leaves come down © Frank Prem, 2017 May 2017 Poem #33: goodbye autumn

falling leaves (for Susie)

the leaves are coming down for Susie she will not rake them up today they fall in colours yellow pink and rosy red covering the green with shades of warm covering a pillow for her head a blanket for her bed we'll heap them high for her Susie raked them year on year but now …

fly

oh the days fly by like confetti leaves leaping from the safe embrace of autumn trees into the twirl and swirl the crease and curl that is winter soon first the colouring then let go goodbye goodbye they fly security safety that is for spring for summertime and growing but now a chance while the …

orchestrated autumn

autumn snow is colored brown and gold falling from the oak tree the back yard is leaf-blizzard before the storm whipper-wind flays the branches cumulo-grumpus masses the skies a lightning fork from top to down a staff to conduct the show © Frank Prem, 2017 April 2017 Poem #01: one form of ‘good morning’