The last leaf twirls
round and round
in a miniature hurricane
Settled upon the nettle
down and down
upon the cold ground
A crack in a window
I can smell
the faintest hint of apple
Mother Bird's peppered pie
perhaps it is
such a delicious delight
Uplifted in the air
up and away
into the autumn sky
Following the hungry trail
of Mama's pie
The last lead twirls
round and round.
"A summer breeze pales in comparison to the winds of autumn. Take a deep breath and enjoy the harvest."
For the Poetry Pantry #275 over at Poets United.
You have me craving for some pie :D such a delightful read.
ReplyDeleteI've been craving some good apple pie for a while now, but alas haven't had any.
DeleteThe smell of apple pie is one that can allure a person even when smelled through cracks.
ReplyDeleteThere are some kinds of candle wax that smells like apple pie, and that is what kind of inspired me to write this. I've always wondered how people know what autumn smells like though...
Deleteluv the swirls, the twirls, the wafts, the autumn wind in this scene
ReplyDeleteThank you for dropping in at my Sunday Lime, have a good week
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DeleteI like this. It draws so many pictures in my mind.
ReplyDeleteCrows are thieves of crops and noisy birds. The buzzards clean house for all of us. This is a turkey buzzard but we have a new kind, the New World Vulture, who is smaller and more aggressive. They do not wait for death.
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Oh, those sound like they are a pain indeed. Probably quick little birds too.
Deletei love how round and round can be interpreted in so many different ways..how wonderful it would deb if it were always in the twist of warm bread or lovingly made pastries!
ReplyDeleteIt would be wonderful indeed. That's probably why everyone eats their warm pie with a scoop of cold ice cream. Makes a delicious balance.
Deletedelicious..
ReplyDeleteIndeed.
DeleteMmmm. A fine triangle of autumn, harvest and homemade delights. I love the tone of joy in this poem.
ReplyDeleteIts coming towards the time of thanks and giving back to others. Sounds like a joyous moment is needed.
Deleteyes, i too find a sense of joy in the poem. the short words in the second lines add to this feeling.
ReplyDeleteor is it autumn's air or Mama's pie? :)
Shorter phrases in poetry often hurries the reader along, but I think that it can also help focus an image more. In this case the swelling smell of autumn.
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