scribbler

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FALL SHOWER

A gently falling autumn rain
breaking a long dry spell,
bringing life to plants again
as waterways begin to swell.

The days henceforth won't be as warm
nor the woods so sere and dry.
Should the season hold true to form
'fore long peepers won't croak or cry.

Perhaps this front will bring a frost
or at least some cooler days
as the green from leaves is lost
and puddles gain an icy glaze.

Wild flowers of the fall will bloom,
black-eyed susans, asters, and goldenrod.
Fields and roadsides with gold they'll groom
scattered among the deep green sod.

Woods shall soon be cleaned of dust
and the scent of man's intrusion.
Deer now feel first stirs of lust
along with rut's hectic confusion.

We'll grab our hats and dry rain coats
and see what we can spy
in the woods beside that field of oats
before this soft rain passes by.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Structured: Western

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Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: South Carolina, United States, USA

Favorite Poets: Frost, Burns, Longfellow, Poe, and Johnson. I guess you've noticed these are all past masters. Other than folks on site I don't read any contemporary poets .

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Comments

scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

fall

I'm just glad people realize black-eyed susans didn't mean I beat my wife lol! Always good to hear from you.......stan

Race_9togo

14 years 8 months ago

LMAO

Then I a REAL nasty guy...Black-eyed Susans all over my gardens!

Geezer

14 years 8 months ago

Fall Shower...

As you must know by now, I am an inveterate rhymer. I found this well crafted, and loved the images presented. Being a former hunter, I well know the lure of the woods in Autumn. I don't get out in the woods very often anymore, so this was a good way for me to be there for a few minutes. Thanx, ~ Gee

scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

shower

Always glad to bring folks along on my traipses in the woods.Thanks for the visit and kind comment........scribbler

scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

shower

It is good to be back among my friends again. I am very pleased that you took time to read this and leave such a kind comment. I am trying my best to play catch up with commenting on friends' work myself lol.....scribbler

judyanne

14 years 8 months ago

your usual great scribble scribbler

thank you for the walk
thoroughly enjoyed - no favourite lines - just the whole thing
- but i do visualise very clearly 'puddles gaining an icy glaze'

love judy
xxxx

scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

showre

you know me, I just write what I see lol. Nice of you to drop in..........scribbler

mand

14 years 8 months ago

Yeh! How are you Scribbler?

Brilliant poem, Nothing like being out and about with nature - the smells, sights, sounds.

This poem gave me all of that and more.

A delight to visualize and read. Thank you for sharing.

Love to you

Mand xxxxxx

scribbler

14 years 8 months ago

fall

And thank you for the kind comment.......scribbler

Nordic cloud

14 years 8 months ago

"black-eyed susans, asters,

"black-eyed susans, asters, and goldenrod"

Oh yes how I love their blaze and then ochered gentle colours in the Autumn's last fire of colour from nature, the perfume of the aster, strange and pungent, the flags of golden rod standing tall and the eyes so black of the other mentioned.

You have seen and felt this so well Stan, I love it.

Love to you in your Autumn from Ann in mine.