Penny's Poetry Blog

October On hill and field October’s glories fade;      O’er hill and field the blackbirds southward fly; The brown leaves rustle down th...

An October Hush The small red maple leaves, keen-scented, mute,      Here fleck the stream, to grape-dark purple hushed: More rich and ...

October I oft have met her slowly wandering      Beside a leafy stream, her locks blown wild, Her cheeks a hectic flush, more fair than ...

Camaraderie of Leaves Leaves were falling All afternoon Holding on, letting go In groups or one by one Stirred by the autumn breeze R...

October           Sweet are the woodland notes That gush melodious at morn from palpitating throats, In anthems fresh as dew! Ay, they a...

                     October                      Black and gold and red and brown,                          Olive, pink, and blue,     ...

Red October Red October, and the slow leaf sailing; All the maples flaring scarlet splendor, All the dogwoods glowing crimson glory, A...