autumn’s first blast
landing cold and clean
about time
butterflies depart
complementary morning light
wind song shift,
falls arrives with a migratory wind song
reflective thoughts
skipping island to island
cloud's illusions
needles sway
sienna settles in
yawning deeply
Pictures by Bronte Brown
South Korea
Conway, AR
Snuggled in a blanket,
thick socks warm my toes.
Hot latte melts my insides.
Fall breeze tickles my nose.
Achoo
Hay bales decorate storefronts
with scarecrows and pumpkins.
Overalls adorn with autumn hues,
there sit two country bumpkins.
Achoo-ACHOO!
It’s a crisp autumn day,
lacking yesterday's heat.
Local parade opens fair season,
Now is time for a delicious treat.
ACHOO - Achoo- ACH...
A visit to the pumpkin patch
on a sunny afternoon,
thick with particulates
no one is immune.
Achoo, Achoo, and ACHOO!
The Harvest Moon engulfs the sky,
with reddish orange glow.
Cinnamon spice perfumes the air.
“Caw ,” cries a very scary crow.
Achoo, ACHOO
Slow down and take the time
to make a pot of savory stew.
Breathe in and enjoy the season
even with a sneeze or two.
Achoo
Halloween comes once a year
when certain creatures reappear.
Pumpkin faces scare the dead,
filling ghouls full of dread.
Jack-O-Lanterns fool the gnome,
we’re disguised, free roam.
Around the corner, house in sight,
dare we run with all our might.
Safe inside, we dance with glee.
Jack-O-Lantern smiles at me.
The Halloween Parade by R. Bronte Brown
Pumpkin lanterns glimmer golden and bright.
Halloween's excitement fills the valley tonight.
But who is stirring in the dark?
Vincent, the bat, roams the skies by night.
Luna seeks a moonbeam to steady her flight.
Pumpkin Pete sits in a patch looking grim,
wishing to beam at guests entering the inn.
Nettie, the spider, tosses silk threads
and the wind sweeps her across the farmstead.
On one spooky Halloween night,
friends wander under the moonlight.
They all gather at the inn,
for Halloween fun, found within.
Lanterns glow golden and bright
Laughter rings out through the night.
@TopTweet Tuesday challenge poem/ 100 words or less
The Halloween Inn Limerick Parade WC 275/ On Submission
Pumpkin lanterns glimmer golden and bright.
Halloween's excitement fills the valley tonight.
But who else is stirring in the dark?
Vincent roams the skies by night,
sniffing out nectar to bite.
The flowers all hide,
from his mischievous glide,
then open by dawn's first light.
Vincent isn't the only wanderer tonight...
Jasper, the ghost, refuses to float.
Over water, his stomach bloats.
The nightshades take pity,
ferry him to the city,
cruising the river moat in a boat
Across the fields, something drifts on the breeze...
{Who else is out on the moonlit night?}
Autumn Dance Off by Rhonda Brown
There’s nothing like a country bear
dancing at the county fair.
Joining in, a city sow
twirling to a graceful bow.
Hand-in-hand promenade stance,
two partners, ready to dance.
A two-step wiggle-bop,
jumping to a wobble-hop.
Polly pocket shuffle scoot,
showing off in leather boots.
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