Written for:  Poetic Bloommings2 - Prompt #404
The Fall of Autumn

"Your poem will present the essence of autumn, full of descriptive language and imagery. Replete with the colorful sights and aromas. However, your poem will NOT contain the words Fall or Autumn anywhere in your verse. Not in the body and not in the title."

Aromatic apple cider
freshly pressed,
perfumes the air,
delights the tongue.
Plump orange
pumpkins await
picking and pies.
There's a chill
in the air.  Perhaps
a light jacket 
is needed to shoot
hoops across the street
where caramel, burgundy,
and mustard shades
float in a free-form

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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