Treasure Island

David Wood

(07 April 1950 / London)

Autumn leaves


Autumn leaves begin to gently fall
As summer just fades away
And blackberries from the hedgerow
Make a feast at the end of summer ball.

Golden leaves carpet the woodland floor
And the branches of the trees,
With colours ranging from gold leaf
To rustic copper is something to adore.

Wearing jumpers in the autumn chill
To keep warm, we sit in the garden
Sipping tea instead of cold orange juice
Watching the sun go down, all quiet and still.

And watching the garden birds going to their nest
As the evening lengthens and dusk descends
Thus marks the end of the day, of all we had done,
And sitting in that twilight we simply take our rest.

Submitted: Friday, August 30, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013

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  • Mike Barrett (12/16/2013 11:13:00 AM)

    Beautiful - if you get the chance, check out my poem, Joe's Camp. It too speaks of the impact of nature's beauty. Cheers! (Report) Reply

  • Mike Barrett (12/16/2013 11:11:00 AM)

    Beautiful - if you get the chance, check out my poem, Joe's Camp. It too speaks of the impact of nature's beauty. Cheers! (Report) Reply

  • Roseann Shawiak (10/6/2013 2:41:00 AM)

    Great imagery, I feel like I'm right there with you. It's like I can see everything you describe in writing and nature. Very inspirational. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (8/31/2013 8:38:00 AM)

    The change from green to russet, golden and red is such a lovely scene which we miss here! During Autumn the maple tree is a gorgeous sight! ! The change over from summer to autumn is beautifully captured! ! (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (8/30/2013 11:31:00 AM)

    A great poem, I too like to sit out late with a cup of tea.
    I like to do it more in the autumn. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (8/30/2013 11:09:00 AM)

    Falling leave, changing colors, sipping tea, twilight marking the end of the day all captured so beautifully in the poem. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (8/30/2013 11:00:00 AM)

    Sometime I feel I am reading W Keats truly speaking David beautifully u write / summer has gone (I call it season's old age) and the autumn the season of the age of infant and consequently the spring , season is young (THE YOUTH) concluding or last stanza is remarkable love you David Lord and love be with you (Report) Reply

  • Geetha Jayakumar (8/30/2013 10:49:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem as usual..marks the end of the day with silence all around...I feel some quietness in this poem..
    Loved reading it....Fantastic write..

    Please do read my poem Happy Learning Dear! am waiting for your comments.. (Report) Reply

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