Written for: Poets and Storytellers United
Weekly Scribblings #90: October (posted by Rommy)
'Take your inspiration from this quote:'
"I'm so glad I live in a world where there
with ripe color. Scarlet-
tipped bushes, golden
French manicures on leaves.
And, it's free. Immerse yourself
in non-technicolor. Breathe
in crisp Autumn air. Pick
apples. Pick pumpkins.
Bake some pies.
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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Love this free-wheelin’ poem, Sara.
French manicures on the leaves! Great imagination. And yes, the kitchen will smell SO good.
October’s many gifts well articulated!!
Beautiful as fall itself.
I too like the fall colors. I’ll be checking the leaves for those “French manicures” on the leaves. My nails? I try to keep them white tipped naturally.
More sensible, of course. Thanks, Jim!
LOL, I had a good giggle at it’s free. Thank goodness some mood boosters still remain free. I love the way my little corner of the world looks like in October.