Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for October 02, 2016

Why hurry the season?

The Voices in the Winds of Fall

The days grow chilly, brisk and shortBright colored leaves fall from the treesInside I sit and listen to the voices veiled within the breeze

The voices sing of days gone byOf seasons past and long agoI sit and hear and reminisce carried back as breezes blow

Remember when, remember whenThe voices sing and call to meThink back, think back, of autumns gone, look to the past; see what you see

As I sit warm and safe indoorsI think with fondness of beforeOf fire-colored leaves that make a carpet bright on Nature’s floor

Of sweaters warm and thick and softOf chilly walks in sweet twilightOf ducks and geese all heading south to fly away from winter’s bite

New memories are being madeAs I sit and remember allI know next year I’ll also hear the Voices in the Winds of Fall

© “Amalthea Celebras” K.C. Fahel 10 September 1992

Their love kills leaves?

VERY nice KC [;-)

It is still 80 degrees in NC! Yard looks like a jungle since I can’t cut it due to rains.

Just what is it with this colorer and purple leaves?

Interesting choice of Autumn colors. Is that what they really look like? I’m in Southern California, so I don’t know.

HOPE THEY’RE LOOKING FOR PEEKABOOS MISSING MOM

Congratulations to K.C. Fahel for winning the Dragoncat Award for Best Poem!A lovely selection.

Yes, but who were the performers and who were the audience?