August Day

It is early morning and the splash of color in the sky – a gift of sunrise. This second august day is cooler, more breathable than in previous days. It seems that autumn has stuck it’s big toe in.

I know it’s still a bit early for this but images of autumn leaves surfing crisp cool air fill my head. As I pass an especially woodsy area of this park, there is a steady breeze.

This is enough for a pause with outstretched arms, head tilted back and eyes closed, regardless of who is watching.



cool, breezy morning
hosts lively russle of leaves –
hints of autumn

Pat
8/02/21

For dVerse Poets Pub. Stop by here.

Tag

Most people I know have been wondering, “what is up with her and all that walking?”

It started this past May when I decided to start walking off my growing quarantined butt, and it seems to be sticking.

But what they don’t know is.. it’s the little gifts I am party to along the way…

falling leaves

pelted by raindrops –

game of tag

Pat R

11/11/20

Maple

the tall maple is a shimmering yellow

the deep crunch beneath my feet

sounds mournful still

its twin to the left

was being gnawed at by rot

and had to be removed

since then I haven’t had the heart

to poach its sticky syrup

I will never forget the gasp escaping the earth

as huge sections of the trunk was felled

the house shook

Pat R

10/13/20

For dVerse Poets Pub… an interesting prompt this week where Sarah is hosting – Three little words. Stop by to read or participate here

My choice : Sticky. Left. Gasp

Transition

the crisping of leaves

and the cool days here and there

early hints of fall

Pat R

8/25/20

For Eugi’s Weekly Prompt where the word is ” Transition”

To participate or read other entries go here

Eugi’s Weekly Prompt “Transition” August 24, 2020