Poetry and Prose: “Autumn” written by Karen Robinson

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INTRODUCTION

Autumn can be a really beautiful time of the year, especially when the days are fine and the temperature – not to cold.  Just outside our front door, we have an Manchurian Pear Tree which loses its leaves each autumn.  It’s a stunning view, and a tribute to my husband’s efforts in growing and nurturing our home garden for over 16 years now.  After taking a photograph of this magical autumn display, I was inspired to write a prose poem which can be found here below.

 

 

 

 

 

— Autumn —

 

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When you visit each year,

you leave behind a carpet of leaves,

a swathe of warm gold,

bright yellows,

blood reds

and earth browns,

- a dramatic reminder

of your wilfulness.



In my garden-paradise

you leave trees

naked.

They stand tall,

branches bare,

surrendering

to the call

of approaching winter.



Your fallen leaves

will soon be hustled together,

swiftly swept

into a pile of aging matter,

then heaved over garden beds

where winter winds

will whisk a playful dance.



I look forward to this season of Autumn,

how it shares its glorious visual feast,

how it marks Time,

and makes way for new seasonal endeavours.

When you come and visit each year

I stop, enjoy, and wonder…



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Prose Poem © Karen Robinson, May 2017 



 

 

 

CONCLUSION

Prose and poetry writing, alongside of my photography efforts, offers me a creative avenue that leaves me feeling contented.  At this time in my life this is something to be very grateful for – which I am…

 

 

 

NB:  A special thank you to Judy Bird who continues to provide me with ongoing support with my creative writing efforts.

 

 

© Karen Robinson – June 2017

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