Walking in autumn


I tread damp grass
And last year’s leaves
No longer gold.
Chalk-white wisps
Veil a watery sun.
Wind washes blue from the sky
And tosses finches like gold pennies
Trilling their plaintive autumn song
To the sighing trees.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

4 thoughts on “Walking in autumn”

  1. And very stormy in London, too! As I was driving autumn leaves were being swept from the ground and trees turning it into a leave-storm instead of a snow storm. Wanted to park and take a photo, it was so striking and powerful …

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