~An Indian Summer~
Leaves of color, among sheaths of gold
An Indian summer marching in bold
Octobers' fool heart well after the frost
Late bloomers' blooming, at such a cost
July and August expecting this heat
In mid October we're back to bare feet
The sun setting early like a firey flame
A gentle breeze from the east is surely to blame
Farmers are elated, harvesting their crops
Crab apples juicy and more than ready to drop
A few more days of summers glory
Raking the leaves no need to worry
Sultry, hot days give November a nudge
Indian summer ways delaying winters drudge
Cold blustery winds lend way to survival
This special gift of Gods summers revival
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Ronald J. Edwards
Trinity Ink
http://trinityinkexperiencestrengthandhope.blogspot.com
no more writers block for you :) you have been writing some beautiful poems, this being one of them ... love the topic Indian Summer
well chosen words, great rhythm and flow ... don't know about being bare feet anymore mid October :)
always
ron
Yup!!!
All gone... that writers block
Ron, i appreciate your kind comments as always
i dont know why i wrote about indian summer today...it was blustery and cold here
lol
Linda
warm heart
Ronald J. Edwards
Trinity Ink
http://trinityinkexperiencestrengthandhope.blogspot.com
warm pen, cold feet ?????? hahahahahaha
Linda
enjoyed reading your lovely fall poem, I agree with ron nice flow, good choice of words. raskin
thank you raskin
i appreciate the nice comment...as always!!!
i just love october!!!
Linda
Rain
Recognise the sentiment expressed in this superb verse but no mention of Rain Linda.
Coming down in buckets here.
Godd stuff thankyou
Take Care
brighttack
Oh Yeah....
Brighttack, i forgot about the rain....that brings down all the pretty colored leaves...
thanks for reading and commenting.
I always appreciate it.
Linda
:)