Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AUTUMN TIME, by HERMAN J. D. CARTER First Line: Tarnished leaves scurry across the plains Last Line: That he is not changing to moldy sod. Subject(s): Autumn; Seasons; Wind; Fall | ||||||||
Tarnished leaves scurry across the plains Like heat waves over scorching desert sands. The wind enchants with musical tones and wanes Like a meadow lark's trill echoing from lowlands. A little squirrel hides behind a bursting bark, Then up the tree he carries a golden nut To store it till in spring he can debark And stay till time to seek another hut. When a human's eyes can peacefully behold The beauty of a windy autumn day, And nature's creatures fleeing from coming cold And in their huts, till winter passes, stay, He should thank his great and all powerful God That he is not changing to moldy sod. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OUR AUTUMN by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN AN AUTUMN JOY by GEORGE ARNOLD A LEAF FALLS by MARION LOUISE BLISS THE FARMER'S BOY: AUTUMN by ROBERT BLOOMFIELD A LETTER IN OCTOBER by TED KOOSER AUTUMN EVENING by DAVID LEHMAN EVERYTHING THAT ACTS IS ACTUAL by DENISE LEVERTOV A FATE-RIDDEN WOMAN by HERMAN J. D. CARTER |
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