Written for:  Carpe Diem Special #219 Dolores’ 3rd colorful mushrooms

colorful mushrooms
within the decaying tree
new life from old

leaves and clouds
race the setting sun
across the lake

sounds of summer fade
crisp air echoes with crickets
and crunch of dry leaves

sunlight dances
on the back of autumn trees
leaves spiral downward

© Dolores of Ada’s Poetry Alcove

vanishing summer
leaves begin to color
autumn will soon be there
the heavy rains and storms collide
trees uprooted

trees uprooted
tiles broken on the streets
the force of nature

the force of nature
finally after the autumn storm
the sight of the full moon
brings back good memories
vanishing summer

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)


Here is my attempt:

Last sunflower
autumn’s furious wind spins
struggles to stand tall
golden head of frayed petals
hangs face down to  Mother Earth


About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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  1. Oh, nice, Sara. “hangs face down’ You paint a moody picture.

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