autumn’s season when leaves must fall
in colors of dying sunset across sky
where canada geese high above us call
their long goodbyes to summer’s home;
they must move on as leaves must fall.
farmers bring in dry harvest of ripe corn
and deliver fattened cattle to butcher’s stall
to supply grocer’s shelves to feed all our
children hungry for winter’s first snowfall;
in hopes of missed school days while haze
of smoky fires burn dead leaves that must fall.
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This is a “fold” poem invented by Gillena Cox and featured at dVerse poets’ pub.
The Fold [Gillena’s guidelines]
1. 11 lines
2. The end phrase of Line 1 repeats at Lines 5 and 11
3. The rhyme of line 1 continues through in every other line
4. There MUST be a reference to nature and how it affects you, the poet
a poem in my pocket 
Sep 26, 2023 @ 11:12:18
Gorgeous, gorgeous work done, Lynn! Wow! 🥰🥰
Sep 28, 2023 @ 02:21:33
Thank you for your kind comments, Sanaa ❤
Sep 21, 2023 @ 12:25:51
Central Oregon where I live has had more than its share of smoke filled skies this summer … hoping Autumn’s progression brings fresh air and no Smokey haze. Your poem is beautiful
Sep 21, 2023 @ 14:09:56
Thank you, Helen…wishing you blue skies and fresh air this fall!
Sep 21, 2023 @ 10:47:40
A beautiful flow to this.
I remember waiting for those snow days–a thing of the past now!
Sep 21, 2023 @ 14:11:32
I’m glad it flowed for you. I grew up where we had snow but only 1 snow day in my first 13 years of school!
Sep 21, 2023 @ 14:47:03
I don’t remember if we had any when I was in elementary school in Dallas–maybe one or two for ice, but we had some once we moved back to PA. My kids and husband had many! But now the schools will mostly go virtual if they have to close.
Sep 22, 2023 @ 13:11:15
The schoolchildren here in Iowa usually have several snow days every winter to make up at spring break or end of year.
Sep 21, 2023 @ 06:26:21
I specially love the colors of dying sunset across sky, not much for the smoky fires.
Sep 21, 2023 @ 08:39:53
I can understand an aversion to fires, especially this year, Grace!
Sep 20, 2023 @ 14:41:44
I remember my own children hoping for those snow days! (K)
Sep 20, 2023 @ 14:19:28
“they must move on as leaves must fall”
Nice Gold Lynn
Much🖤love
Sep 20, 2023 @ 21:19:08
I guess it’s a golden fold, Gillena 🙂
Sep 20, 2023 @ 02:36:48
I enjoyed your ‘weathering predictions’, Lynn, and all the signs that autumn is here, particularly the leaves falling ‘in colors of dying sunset across sky’ and the calls of the geese. I must say, I prefer the falling leaves to falling snow – I’ll be keeping my fire burning!
Sep 20, 2023 @ 09:48:26
Thanks for your thoughtful comments, Kim. Your fire sounds cozy!
Sep 20, 2023 @ 01:46:12
Winter snowfall is at least better than November rain that must come first.
Sep 20, 2023 @ 09:47:01
I didn’t mention the rain but you’re right; fall rain is necessary for the next growing season.
Sep 19, 2023 @ 21:06:40
Love all your fall imagery. I hope the children will have to wait quite a while for that first winter snowfall!🍂❤️
Sep 20, 2023 @ 09:45:13
I can wait! 🙂
Sep 19, 2023 @ 19:33:07
You did very well with this one Lynn. A wonderful poem full of images for fall!
Sep 20, 2023 @ 09:45:46
Thanks, Dwight! I do love fall.
Sep 20, 2023 @ 18:08:12
You are welcome. Me too!