Autumn is here. Finally.
She came with all the bluster
And might that I craved.
I could hardly keep my coat on
For all of her blowing.
The packages battered against
My body as I walked. Her wind
Strewed branches and needles
On to our cleanly raked lawn
Of yesterday. Rain followed
And it stayed,
Hard and heavy.
Soon it will be cold to match
The color of the sky.
And darkness will slip in after
Everything else has hit us,
Thus beginning this season
Of spectacle and pride.
I am accepting her with gladness,
Not because there is no choice,
But because there is no regret.
And I greet here with as much pleasure
As she has bluster.
Audio of My First Day of Autumn This Year
Discussion of My First Day of Autumn This Year
Reader Appreciation and Request for Advice
Now, however we are entering the next phase of writing and publishing the poetry which 'comes in the night'. We will be changing our website and this blog format to make it easier to read and follow. We will be considering publishing new poetry. But in which format? Do you readers want another beautiful hardback book? Would you like me to reprint Musings With a Cuppa in hard back? Do you want smaller collections in e-format? For example, would you like a collection of six poems to download for a dollar? What is your pleasure in reading? Please let me know, so that we can be efficient in our efforts and provide you with what will work in your life. Thank you in advance, skp