Challenge
Autumn reminds me of...Now that summer is fading in the UK, write a poem to tell me about autumn memories, happy or sad, and how the season provokes your thoughts and emotions.
Poems only
Naked and Proud
One hundred brush strokes through auburn hair
as wind whispers through my open arms, gliding
multicolored leaves of Autumn to forested carpet.
I stand naked and proud, exposed branches
for all to see, fingers shivering as they clutch
the last few flags of a forgotten summer.
Struggling vines hug my torso in last attempt
before the frigid fangs of winter take my toll.
I weep with the morning dew, saying farewell
to the glorious colors blanketing my feet
as I prepare for my long sleep before Spring
costumes me in green coat of memories past.
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