New poem: an acrostic for autumn

PL- summer '15

 

T oday's fog

H indered visibility.

E ager to sit out in the

 

C ool, 69-degree morning, a

H alcyon start to

A day a ways out from a

N ew season--autumn, fall-- with

G abby birds flying

I n and out of the trees,

N aturally attuned,

G etting ready.

 

S o, too, in earth's cooling, I

E dge toward autumn tasks:

A im to finish the

S idewalk

O ut to the street,

N eaten the flower beds . . . .

 

 

PL - 9. 10. 2015