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The Slow Season

And Autumn Begins

By AmyPublished 4 months ago 1 min read
The Slow Season
Photo by Hennadii Hryshyn on Unsplash

The cool misty morning

The fog descends

A chill stirs

As autumn begins

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The dew dries up

With the summer heat

The orange leaves

Crunch under my feet

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Loose dresses

Turn to woolen sweaters

This time of the year

Everything gets better

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Baked goods

Warm drinks

Just soak the dishes

In the kitchen sink

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Take it slow

Nowhere to go

Sit on the couch

And watch a show

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Apple ciders

And pumpkin spice

Linger in the air

Through autumn's night

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My garden shrivels

The weeds die down

Nothing left to do

But meander the town

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Open windows

Rain rushes in

Light my candles

Evenings about to begin

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The things unfinished

This summer season

Doesn’t seem to matter

It has no reason

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Soon the bright hues

Will turn to white

Another season

To just sit tight

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About the Creator

Amy

Writer of my thoughts and emotional babble. Storytelling is my hobby.

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  • Chantal Christie Weiss4 months ago

    I love the imagery & was whisked into the heart of autumn; the love the colours of the leaves, and yes—how they crunch under my feet.. and lots of staying in and binge watching Netflix dramas. Lovely poem. 🍁

  • Marie381Uk 4 months ago

    So wonderful your words took me there 🍁🍂🍂🍁

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