Endless Autumn
Through bewildered meadow-grass
I follow my feet on unmarked paths,
Vibrantly colored alder trees
Eye me shamelessly
Impatient with the plainness of green
They've chased away our timid summer,
Now they flaunt their victory flags
Of orange, and gold, and umber
The grass, long past conspired with the woods
Stiffly insolent in the breeze,
Cream, and honey, and chocolate burdock
As boldly as you please!
A chill rain scolds them both
Speckling the high tide for good measure,
But I can see them shining aloft
Gay and laughing for pleasure
Soaking wet with the merry throng
I'll join the revolution of time,
Who wouldn't trade the faded Summer
For an endless Fall this fine?
I was speaking fondly of our trip this summer to some friends and wanted to show them some of your knives. From your website, I came across your blog. I enjoyed your poem. I always thought fall passed to quickly in Southeast Alaska. Anyways, I felt a bit like a peeping tom – anonymously reading about your adventures, so I had to comment. Enjoy the fall, before winter sets in.
ReplyDeleteThanks! Yes there's nothing like that golden autumn sunshine pouring through the trees and over the wetlands...quintessential Alaska. we sure enjoyed all those little boys in carhartts in one place, looking forward to next year!
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