So still today,the air clear and crystal
pink the couds as yesterday
the corn comes in, four tons to a load
stubble in the fields,straw and rabbits
bales, thermos flasks and sandwiches,
yellow lights in cottages,children snug in bed;
late harvest bonus before the rain.
Winter could be soon,always sooner than one thinks
don't be caught out, money in the bank,
Micklemas, bonfire, Advent Eve and Christmas
Santa Claus but twelve weeks
but not until the potatoes,
the hanging beef and pig.
-
-
trintrin1x
- 2009-09-18 @ 00:21:01
-
-
Thank you trintrin1x I had just got back from walking the dog.There is a final surge of harvesting in north Shropshire.The late crop will be the potato which has taken over from the sugar beet...oh I forget there's the maize. -
-
la_spice
- 2009-09-18 @ 08:33:01
It certainly captures the season's 'feel'
-
-
Hi laspice
This morning is motionless as was all yesterday. I tried to make the poem stand still one of those occasions hardly worth the writing.Thank you for reading -
-
loveslifeloveschocolate
- 2009-09-18 @ 21:21:43
I love the transformation of the country side at this time of year. I get all expectant for the seasons to come.
-
-
There is an excitement in autumn and winter is not as bad as some say seeing the late harvest being won successfully is a lovely sight.
That was lovely!
xx