Autumnal Poem for Bobbie

The very ground resonates.

It is anything but a Fall, this time of year.

Suffused by beauty, the air lifts.

Hazy light; a welcome sight for sore eyes.

All glows warm, as sated lovers.


Summer’s passions spent- now comes repose.

The land exhales- all growing passed

as nature stretches languid,

Pulls up its leafy counterpane…

And dreams


of adventures to come.

Fueled by memories of lesser seasons.

For this is the season of all natures,

where life rejoices,

awaiting renewal.



Copyright Tom Tide 2017

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