Grey sky
Howling winds
Swirling leaves
Cinnamon laden waft
From far off bakery
And a sedated mind
Is all that I own.
Of course it is Autumn!
I love autumn so I love this poem. i enjoyed those winds curling over and around me. and the smell of the spice was wonderful. I got either neutral or positive images of autumn in no.0, nothing negative. Is that how you meant it to be?
waft [as a noun: 1. a gentle movement of air. a scent or odor carried on a movement of air. .................i'd rather own the pastry! ! ! From far of bakery...................did you mean to type: From far off bakery? ha ha. bri ;)
Winter is characterised by grey sky, swirling leaves and chilly blasts that is aromated with the smell of spicy stuff baked! In this season prior to winter, you keep a sedate disposition, neither joyful nor sorrowful! You are at peace with yourself! Sweet poem!
You don't know what treasure you own, treasure which many wealthy don't have, thanks for the share :)
Is all that I own makes this poem wonderful really. Swirling leaves makes this poem alive. Beautiful one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A beautiful description of autumn of mind, very well penned.