Autumn Poem by Jay Alexander

Autumn

Rating: 4.5


I move the chair,
And a black form,
Flashes past me,
I've disturbed the cat.

Sitting and looking at the garden,
I see a job well done,
We've pruned the plants,
Clipped the hedges,
Swept the leaves,
All ship shape,
And a mellow yellow light
Pervades all.

She, beside me,
Stares out vacantly,
While delicately creaming
Her hands.

Mother nature has tucked in,
It will renew itself.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 24 February 2012

the cycle of life, both intimate and real. good poem!

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