Don’t sing to me of winter days,
the summer has yet gone.
More lovely and sublime the fall-
sing to me the autumns song.
The season quietly steals away
taking summer’s sun and heat.
Only to return with bluer skies-
rich autumn’s tapestry to greet.
Don’t sing to me of winter days,
the summer has yet gone.
More lovely and sublime the fall-
sing to me the autumns song.
Her colors rich in tint and hue
thru the deep woodlands are strewn.
Leaves of russet, pumpkin, and gold,
dance gaily to the north winds tune.
Don’t sing to me of winter days,
the summer has yet gone.
More lovely and sublime the fall-
sing to me the autumns song.
thecourseofourseasons 
This poem is simply beautiful! I can relate to this poem really well. I live in the northeast part of Mississippi and my daily “greet the new day,” view out my bedroom widow is beautiful woodlands. I thank the Lord every day for that view. I’m originally from the San Francisco Bay. Area in Northern California, not a whole lot of woods left there anymore unless you drive to the mountains or along the coast.
You really are too kind – I am not very comfortable with meter and rhyme so it reads a bit strangled to me. What took you from CA to MS? That is quite the change of scenery. K
Two things, the insane cost of living in the Bay Area and California in general and the beautiful woodlands of northeast Mississippi, along with my wife, best friend and Muse, Lee Ann. That’s a story for another day. I really meant what I said about your poetry, Kathleen. As for the meter, the more you write, the better you’ll become. That’s the main thing I like about Free Verse poetry, only one rule, no rules! 😄 I plan to buy a copy of both your chapbooks and have you sign them soon as I get paid next month, I get paid monthly. I hope to have the second edition of my second poetry book, Celectial Bodies published by Thanksgiving along with my third and brand new poetry book, Phoenix Rising. I also did the cover illustration for it, too. Have a blessed night and tomorrow Kathleen. I’ll talk to you on Twitter soon. Take care Kathleen.
Keith aka wolfcloudpoet.
Fall is just beginning to come here and I’m so not ready to leave summer behind yet! Your poetry is exquisite as always.
Nancy
This looks like a very beautiful place you live in.Your poem is an ode to beauty.
Yes! Fall is my fave season – the richness of the colors is a feast for the eyes. Love your beautiful photo too.
this is lovely, Kathleen! I’ve been on an Irish folk song kick lately and I can see this completely working as a song 🙂
Absolutely beautiful! Autumn is my favourite season, all of nature does seem to sing 🙂