fall – Poetic Meanderings

Cozy Feelings

You can never get a good cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me. — C.S. Lewis The north wind advanced changing the edge of our season — autumn’s true fall, the covering of summer’s sun by the blustering wind that somehow settles us to cozy feelings, and I holdContinue reading “Cozy Feelings”

Resting Season

“The heart of autumn must have broken here and poured its treasure upon the leaves.” — Charlotte Bates I wait for that day, the true break, when autumn scatters her fiery tears, releasing her full flung beauty in a mass of golden treasure that heaps at the feet of bare- limbed trees, and that northerlyContinue reading “Resting Season”

What October?

I forgot it was October, the day opened bright and warmed past most September highs, and I thought we were back in July, the summer just beginning its final act, the long sun-days that stretch into tomorrow, but November will arrive, settle the sunny- blue into a cool-gray and I’ll remember how fall teases usContinue reading “What October?”

Denouement

Whatever is has already been, and what will be has been before…. — Ecclesiastes 3:15 What adornment does nature need? None other than the elemental realness of soil, water, nutrients — the truth of a fallen leaf, the honesty of split bark, the epiphany of scattered petals — all becoming a denouement of autumn, aContinue reading “Denouement”

What Season

What season sits green, lush wet in cool denial? —The dawn of autumn. —C.L. Fisher, October 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, or distributed without permission.

Fall Feels

Ready for fall feels — October winds with that mild chill, fellowship gatherings and pumpkin patches, days when memory lingers in candlelight, and every changing leaf holds a promise of Christmas. —C.L. Fisher, September 2021 Unless otherwise indicated, all writings and images are the work of C.L. Fisher and may not be copied, used, orContinue reading “Fall Feels”

First Signs

Here are the beginnings, the first turn of leaf, a fall burst of orange or shades of yellow, the green apple-like acorn resting in the frilled nest until the woven wood cap weakens its grip, lets go the darkened nut, and ages into a peachy, golden tan, and I long to walk under a canopyContinue reading “First Signs”

A Gift of Fall

… waving woods and waters wild do hymn an autumn sound. —Elizabeth Barrett Browning We pretend it is fall, and the world consents, so we open windows, listen to the steady drops, nap near a window where the cloud- cooled winds gently greet us, put a soup on a low, slow simmer, and linger overContinue reading “A Gift of Fall”

Autumn Dreaming

I collect these works of art in the greens and golds of autumn, a mosaic I design near the root of a favorite tree that keeps telling me the season is changing, even though today it is well over 90 degrees; I lay them together, squint my eyes and pretend the air is nipping myContinue reading “Autumn Dreaming”

A Fairy-Tale

I lost myself in an birch tree, wandering around the chalky leaves while following that smooth white tree-skin to a knot like a snout, a curved line making his wrinkled mouth, and another arching like a brow hanging low over his one good eye. I stood back to see his bark-face grin and realized heContinue reading “A Fairy-Tale”