Last Sunday, there was that definite shift in weather; summer’s beginning to pack up and autumn wants to arrive.
cloud skiffs
sail on the horizon
autumn’s breath knocks
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I did ‘feel’ it Jone, but afraid summer did not answer the door here, yet! I love that image of Autumn knocking. I am really ready to answer the door. Thanks for the lovely image.
Autumn is indeed knocking – and I am almost ready to answer. I love September and that feeling of new beginnings.
I started feeling those Sept. sneezes last week! Autumn is definitely knocking on my blog. Can’t wait for the nip in the air!I love the way you connected the clouds with the breath of autumn. Lovely!
Nice! Love “cloud skiffs”. I’m ready for autumn, my favorite season.
YES to skiffs and knocking! This poem is so sensual — love it.
I’m ready to feel that clean, crisp air after this hot summer. It’s 95 here again. Hopefully the weather will turn tomorrow!
Lovely. I’m hoping after the rains at the tail end of the hurricane leave us this weekend, we, too, will feel the seasons shift.
I love how the weather inspires us to create something beautiful. Like Jama, I was taken by ‘cloud skiffs.’ Thanks for sharing an original this week.
Great poem! I would like autumn to start knocking now. In the Piedmont of North Carolina, it may still be awhile. Summer hangs on way too long for me.
Ooh, “cloud skiffs” is the perfect image! Lovely poem, Jone! So glad September is here…
I enjoyed the beauty in your words.
Love the imagery here, Jone! Autumn’s breath–lovely. We are getting a bare touch of that here in MN. Welcome, autumn!