first skirt of the season
clothes remind us of change of seasons
First skirt of the season
And autumn is not before Wednesday,
But I feel coming up
From under the ground
The first shoots going to rest then winter sleep.
With the colder wind,
We start layering up.
An extra jumper, a pair of socks,
Better get uses to the new regime.
First skirt of the season,
Just till I am used again
To the colder air,
The cloudier sky,
The sun more timid,
The days leaving early to hide from the dark.
Our whole appearance moves with the time,
Our features harden, the smile more frozen.
First skirt of the season,
Lovely, an autumn day,
Colour singing like at no other time.
We will be at ease in our armour against the winter.
Hugging is permitted again
And will warm us up,
Inside and out.
Melting the distance.
Autumn whispers
To put my summer gear away
About the Creator
Jeannine Kauffmann
Poetry writer in the early morning. Poetry as a wake up call. Then later I draw lines and colours. I have a page on Instagram my art other than words although it contains words too. Titles are important to finish a piece like a full stop.
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