poems for autumn by Elaine Wright and Carole Perron

Carole Perron and Elaine Wright as they were leaving
the library this last Wednesday after our session.

Autumn Bliss

I love autumn.

I love the earthy smells, 

the crispness in the air, 

and the beauty of the hills 

as shades of green give way to

reds, yellows, and golds.

I love the smells of

the final cut of hay and of cut firewood.

I love biting into a fresh picked

apple, and the fragrance of spiced cider.

I love walking on a country road,

beneath a fluttering canopy of color,

kicking up the fallen leaves

like I did as a child.

I love the crunching of those

dry leaves as they crumble 

beneath my feet, their collective

beauty becoming a colorful

blanket covering the gravel road.

I love autumn.

I wish it lasted longer.

Elaine Wright

                    
This wonderful season

Leaves turning from green to red
speckled, gold, orange,bright.
Turning the page from summer to fall.
Turning over a "new leaf",beginning anew.
Turning fruit juice into wine
Turning vegetables into soup
Turning a piece of wood into a spindle
Turning your back on a failure
Turning toward the future
Turning and looking at the scenery
Turning a piece of fabric into a blouse
Turning a skein of yarn into a hat or a pair of mittens.
Turning a chore into a pleasure
Turning drudgery into an accomplished goal
Turning sadness into gladness
Turning and welcoming a new day, always looking forward.


Carole Perron