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JOSIE'S POEMS

Autumn Poems

By Josie Whitehead

Image by Aaron Burden
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AN AUTUMN MORNING

By Josie Whitehead

Autumn Morning (An)

The sun announces its imminent welcome arrival
With colours that spill over the moors into the skyline.
The lustrous morning star bids its adieu and fades.

One last hoot from an owl returning to its home,
To be replaced by the boisterous quacking of ducks
Bickering noisily after their slumbers on the lake.

Up they come flying - one, two, three and four -
On their flight-path over the rooftops of our town
To join their many friends mingling at the river bank.

The sun’s warming rays strike the cool autumn lake,
Causing a veil of mist to gently rise from its depths.
Vibrant autumn colours replace the blackness of night.

Look, like pearls of silver, the moisture clings to hedges,
And the grass is attired in a mantle of glistening hoarfrost,
Whilst the hedge-top wears a covering of golden leaves.


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