Autumn Calling (Friday Night Poetry Corner #282)

Good evening and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner (The one and only for this month). I think some of you know that Fall is my favorite time of year. So to showcase my love for this season, here is a beautiful poem from a fantastic poet. Please visit this writer’s page and enjoy more well-written works!

Words and Coffee Writing


Shuffling feet brush tawny needles across the path,

scattering their fragile splayed fingers.


Sunlight ripples through emptying branches,

forming breezy bridges of shadows.


Wind carries songs of harvest, the taste of damp,

and the crushing pressure of lost time.


Yellow leaves catch on the clasp of your coat,

crunch under your fingers and pool underfoot.


The seasons carry tides for the sea bereft.

The best walk is an autumn trail hand in hand.

I believe I just wrote a Caldralor. Maybe? That was this week’s prompt from the Wea’ve Written Weekly (W3) at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. Sylvia Cognac provided a haunting poem and some guidance on the Cadralor form.

Numbering is apparently an element of a Caldralor. I feel strange mixing numbers with my poetry, the same way I felt when I took algebra and my middle school teacher started tossing x’s and y’s…

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