My First Day of Autumn This Year
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 her with as much pleasure
As she has bluster.
Boy, there is really nothing to discuss here except that the changing of the seasons is a beautiful thing. For those of you who do not have four seasons, my sympathies. For those of you who seek warmer weather this time of year, my blessings. But as for me and my family, we stay. We stay and enjoy all that our sacred Earth has to offer. skp
Back to School
Now that it is fall and school has started again in Oregon, I am reminded of the Dr. Seuss books. Weren't they wonderful to read to our children? Or, maybe they were wonderful to read to ourselves! For your listening pleasure, I am including a recording of an old favorite. I do hope that you enjoy it. Happy memories to you. skp
▶ When your heart and reason are at odds, write. Earlene Grey.
Till next time! skp
If you would like to email Susan, click HERE.
Susan Patterson is a published author of three books of poetry and a book of memoirs. She is heard regularly on RKWP podcast-radio. She also speaks at private and public events. Find out more at the website below.
If you would like to receive updates and new posts, please sign up on the Welcome to The Causerie page.