Autumn Morning


poetry+friday+button-e1341309970195In early morning
summer folds into autumn
with a foretelling chill
Geese soar above rolling golden fields
chasing clouds toward southern climes
A deep mist hovers over the land
as though the earth has exhaled
its memories of summer’s warmth
and the essence of the season passing
lingers in the morning air,
a visible adieu.

Molly Hogan (c) 2016


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22 thoughts on “Autumn Morning

  1. kd0602 says:

    Lovely! I would love to see (and feel) fall in your place. (It’s funny…I wrote about fall today too.) 🙂

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  2. lindabaie says:

    Molly, this is wonderful, so many new ways to look at autumn’s passing. I love that “summer folds into autumn”, an ease we all admire!

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  3. Love that your poetry is accessible to the masses. I have to admit I don’t get or connect to the New Yorker’s poetry. Yours I relish. Love these lines from today’s landscape.
    A deep mist hovers over the land
    as though the earth has exhaled
    its memories of summer’s warmth

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  4. Beautiful! I wish we had a fall like that. Here it’s just endless soggy grey rain from now until next May….! 😉

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  5. What a stunning picture to go with your poem! I love “a foretelling chill.” Thanks so much for sharing!

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  6. This is beautiful, Molly! I especially love your opening. We probably won’t be feeling that chill for at least a couple months yet, but it’s definitely something to look forward to.

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    • mbhmaine says:

      Thanks, Michelle. Temperatures took a bit of a nosedive around here today. I think there was a 15 degree difference in the highs and I suspect we’ve seen the last 80+ degree day for quite some time!


  7. katswhiskers says:

    Your mention of the chill ties in so beautifully with those crispy, snowy blossoms in the foreground. I too like the three lines that Dan has referenced.

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  8. Such a lovely autumn poem. These lines are gorgeous:

    “A deep mist hovers over the land
    as though the earth has exhaled
    its memories of summer’s warmth”

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  9. This is so beautiful, Molly! I agree with Violet about “a deep mist hovers over the land…” Gorgeous indeed!

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  10. Lovely words and photo of the fog. It’s a strange, unearthly time, isn’t it? As summer dwindles.

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  11. Tabatha says:

    I like that exhale and adieu, Molly. Autumn is a magical time!

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