Autumn Moving In From The Coast

reading what is thre

You come wearing a crinoline
of winds blowing
crisp and cool,

your hair a loose twirl
of sequoia leaves,

your hands scented
with ocean salt and pine.

The high desert
did not expect you
so early.

Your arrival
takes us all by surprise:

The raven drops
a worm from his beak,

The sunflower
some dried seeds
from her jaw,

and I cast my shadow
under your brisk feet.

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Note — This is  a much older poem from 2010 when we had some cool weather arrive early in the first half of September in the high desert of California.

6 comments

  1. Wendy,

    The very mention of Autumn tantalizes me. I think I expect an early Autumn
    this year because school starts early. It seems like the weather changes abruptly
    with the beginning of the semester.

    I love the ‘crinoline of winds’ …I remember how those crinolines used to rustle when
    we walked, much like dry leaves on an autumn day. Every image relates a characteristic
    of autumn, my favorite time of year.

    “and I cast my shadow
    under your brisk feet.”

    I do too, with a glad heart! This poem fills me with the same excitement that autumn does.

    Thank you!

    sarah

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  2. Hi Sarah

    Thanks so much for this lovely comment on my poem! As always, I am very touched by your words and encouragement! It means a lot!

    Take care
    Wendy

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  3. Wendy,

    Gorgeous poem! Autumn is moving in indeed early it seems. The morning air has changed over here as well.

    You come wearing a crinoline
    of winds blowing
    crisp and cool,

    your hair a loose twirl
    of sequoia leaves,

    I love those lines, You are so talented !!

    groetjes,
    Francina

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  4. Hi Francina

    So good to hear that you enjoyed this poem! Autumn is y favorite season; and I have always felt her spirit deep within my own. I hope she comes early this year as well. Again thank you for your kind words and thoughts!

    Much appreciation!
    Wendy

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  5. Some delicious lines:

    “your hair a loose twirl
    of sequoia leaves,

    your hands scented
    with ocean salt and pine.”

    You bring her/Autumn to life and captivate the senses.
    Much enjoyed.
    Kerri

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