Autumn Calling & Autumn Equinox

More Poems from My archives. Autumn sings the song for winter As from her voice the earth seems bleaker Trees once dressed in summers clothes Their golden leaves they now dispose For all their strength must stay within In case they wake to chilly winds Its time at...

The Garden Invader

There’s a squirrel in my garden And its eating all my nuts Hanging from the feeder In a way that I don’t trust The pigeons in their numbers Simply stand and stare And watch their morning breakfast Vanish in thin air That bushy tailed invader Really does not care For...