Autumn is here and things are a-changing.
At the Greenbriar Apartments that I call my home
I look out at the patio beyond my window
Turquoise tarp covers swimming pool water
Fallen bright yellow leaves drift on tarp’s surface
Swimmers of Summer now only a memory.
Close to my window a tall oak tree my companion
Observers of animal traffic we notice
Squirrels stocking up run along oak tree’s branches
Gathering acorns not yet fallen and leaves for a nest
Below chipmunks scurry toward plant borders for hiding.
Today there’s no sun the air is still
Nobody’s lazing in a lawn chair hoping
To feel warmth while it lasts.
Befuddled wild geese who live here year round
Fly overhead circle back to their pond
Winter’s not here yet. We enjoy this day
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We have downsized to an apartment complex called Forest Park. I look out into woods and love the variety of birds, squirrels, chipmunks, rabbits and one time nine wild turkeys. They are bright spots everyday. Today there is a tree covered in yellow and one in orange. A preview of things to come. I share your delight.
I love the view outside your window! Yes, good things to come. Winter has its own beauty.
I love the random squirrel spottings of fall and so I liked that particular part of your poem the most 🙂
Thanks, Christy.
You have painted a great picture, easy to imagine the scene to be seen.
Thanks. I appreciate your comment.
Beautiful. It’s like I’m there in your space.
Welcome to my space. Thanks.
What a great view from the window, a real flavour of autumn.
Yes. I’m still waiting for more fall colors. The newspaper today said they should arrive next week. 🙂
Your seasonal poems are so evocative! I can feel the season as I read!
Thank you. I re-read those earlier poems I wrote about the transition between summer and fall. I had forgotten them. Thanks for reminding me. I’m glad you can feel the season.