My Irritations, Aggravations and Inspirations

October 1, 2012 “gold”

October 1, 2012 “gold”


silhouettes of crows cawing

at the hunting hawk

scattering songbirds from thistle and bush

into the blue sky of autumn

gold autumn

crisp, sharp, gold, autumn

the westing sun flows gold

to the edges of the valley

shimmering trees of gold

leaves, glittering flecks of gold

in silence break free from bowing branches

casting themselves gently upon a river

reflections of gold mountains

and trees and leaves

and air painted gold by the sun

the distant crow caws

at the hunting hawk

the blue sky

the gold earth

and autumn

©tlh 10/1/12


4 responses

  1. So vivid it made me squint. Well done.

    October 1, 2012 at 7:28 pm

  2. Hi, Tracy. I bet the season is as beautiful there as your poem. Well done.

    October 1, 2012 at 10:18 pm

    • Thank you, Jamie… The valley here is just that beautiful; at least it is to this country boy.

      October 2, 2012 at 3:40 pm

  3. You are toooooo quiet Cowboy? x

    February 28, 2013 at 12:41 am

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