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Wednesday, October 12, 2016

Falling Again


I discovered ‘Fall’ when I was ten,
Yes, Autumn happened long before,
I just began to notice then.
Sit back, I’d like to tell you more…

To make us culturally aware,
Our Mom would haul us once a week,
To Mrs. Sproad of the greying hair,
For music lessons. So to speak.

Each time, I’d sweat my half an hour,
On piano bench. With tongue in teeth,
When brother sat, I got to scour
The farm. From barns to distant heath.

With collie, Princess, by my side,
I wandered out wher’er I could.
Through grasses long and leaves all dried,
Just two of us there in the woods.

The sounds, the smells I can’t forget,
The crisp and spicy odors pleased,
If I could, I’d be there yet,
Running through the crunchy leaves.

With Princess and her ringing bark,
My trustworthy companion, she,
A furry, friendly matriarch
Who now is just a memory.

So now each time I smell those smells,
Or find myself knee deep in leaves,
The memories, I can’t dispel,
The magic. On my heart it breathes.


Each month, Karen of Baking in a Tornado issues a challenge to her fellow poetically-minded bloggers.
Here's a theme.
Write.
This month's theme? Fall.
For me, another opportunity to go back to one of my fondest memories...

Here's what our other poets have concocted:
Karen of Baking in a Tornado: Fall Poetry
Dawn of Spatulas On Parade: Fall or Autumn, Which one do we call ya?
Jules of The Bergham Chronicles: Falling Into You
Candice of Measurements of Merriment: Witchy Women

15 comments:

  1. Without a doubt Fall is a month that really leaves its mark on our senses. Like you, certain smells can take me right back to those Fall memories of childhood.

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    1. That was the first time I really noticed. Yeah. I'm a late bloomer! :)

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    1. Mine, too. Crisp and sweet. Like a new apple! :)

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  3. I find Fall a time of renewal--a re-energizing time. Thanks for the poem that gives Fall its place in the sun.

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    1. I feel exactly the same way! I just wish it lasted longer here . . . :(

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  4. I suspect your autumnal lessons stuck tighter than the music lessons.
    Of course.

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    1. You are so right! Don't ask me what I learned at the keyboard . . .

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  5. I could see this in my mind's eye Diane - and I could smell Autumn too x

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    1. The smell is the sharpest memory. What's with that?!

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  6. I like autumn too, the crispness of fallen leaves, the sweet herbal smell of some of them, there's not much that's better.

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    1. Now that'a scent I'd like to see bottled! Fall. It would be a hit!

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  7. Another great poem, my dear!
    Love,
    Chris

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  8. Such a beautiful poem. Absolutely loved it. I love Fall. Thank you for sharing!!

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