A sudden chill
And Autumn turns to winter
Overnight.
Leaves that have clung
Through Autumn gales
Now frozen on each bough
Cling tentatively
Before succumbing to the chill
And falling one by one
By one.
The freezing fog lies
Long into the day,
Mist throughout the
Forest rests
On bracken fronds beneath
Turning them ice-white frosty.
It is as though time has stopped
And nature has withdrawn
To think about its future,
Giving the world
A much needed
Breathing space.
Poem and photo copyright Englepip©
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Lovely. I like
And nature has withdrawn
To think about its future,
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Thanks – I so wish there could be a breathing space for people to really think about what they are doing – soon we won’t be able to breathe though will we?
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So true. We can’t drink, eat or breathe money
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I love that line too “nature has withdrawn to think about its future”
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Thank. You. With global warming it doesn’t get much time to think .
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This is so true!
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