Making The Switch

Posted on October 9, 2020 by 
Written for:  Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #40:  Walking Away  (posted by Rosemary)

"Write about walking away."


Reluctantly releasing myself
from warmth of Summer's
embrace.  Green, pink,
and yellow all had their
place.  Time has come
to enmesh myself in russets,
and amber, swaying on
Autumn's trees.

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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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15 Responses to Making The Switch

  1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:
    October 9, 2020 at 9:07 am

    What a delightful kind of walking away, this moving on. Beautifully described.

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  2. Lisa says:
    October 9, 2020 at 2:12 pm

    Very nice! Summer’s end is coming whether we like it or not, so walking away towards autumn just makes sense. I am not sorry to leave behind the heat, constant watering, and wildfires.

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  3. Lori says:
    October 9, 2020 at 4:53 pm

    I have such a hard time of walking away from summer. I miss it the moment it’s gone.

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  4. Helen Dehner says:
    October 9, 2020 at 6:46 pm

    I enjoyed the rainbow of colors in your poem …..

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  5. Jim says:
    October 10, 2020 at 5:04 am

    Nice and welcome change coming makes parting with the old desirable. But here in Texas south, along the Gulf Coast, we are still on our 90’sF even in October. Climate change?
    ..

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  6. -Eugenia says:
    October 10, 2020 at 12:43 pm

    Changing season beautifully expressed!

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  7. Kestril Trueseeker says:
    October 11, 2020 at 4:02 pm

    I’ve learned to love every season, but the price of that love is always being a little sad as I let one go.

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