So, October …..

Hello Poetry Lovers

I know! Autumn already! I thought I’d better feature October while it’s still here ! I mean, what happened to September?! Gone in 5 minutes!

Clever poet Trisha Broomfield has written a beautiful lament to this current month and how it can go by without notice. With stunning descriptions, this is a vivid and poignant piece. Do read on

October

October and the clocks fall back

leaves part from trees, grey skies turn black

pumpkins swell, late apples blush

gardeners take to rake and brush

colours, ruby, ochre, rust

explode before they turn to dust

a red glow is the hunter’s moon

we have forgotten about June

conkers tumble crushed by boots

acorns carpet, push down roots

half-term and schools are out for play

families rush to get away

Christmas craft fairs start to flourish

there should be time to slow and nourish

but life speeds on, the seasons blurred

autumn’s call not always heard.

Trisha Broomfield

Wasn’t that a lovely piece?! Thank you so much, Trisha. Please keep them coming.

Thanks for tuning in, PL’s. We’ll be back with more poetry action real soon…