Today posting two poems from my autumn poetry challenge– to write something on a theme of bounty that doesn’t mention apples or pumpkins…. The first lovely entries appear below– each simple, evocative poems. Feel free to submit until the snow flies….
SEASONS OF NEPHEWS
Robert calls me in February:
“Guess what? Surprise! I’m married!”
Russell walks a snowy campus
With the same load his brother carried.
Russell runs up the steps to see me
Home from school in spring;
Robert tills a muddy field,
Dreaming of growing things.
Russell writes his stories
Out of the summer sun,
Robert drives an old John Deere,
And leaves when his shift is done.
Robert gifts me with acorn squash
He planted at summer’s start;
Russell gifts me with language,
A bounty for my heart.
Visit Laurie at Help My Compass Broke .
Generous in its fragrance
The smell of hay bears
A cornucopia of fall’s delight