Autumn tiptoes yet in high-heel shoes,
wears a smock of green,
a Summer’s hand-me-down,
pretending that her overweight is veiled
by Summer’s muslin gauze
but in her wardrobe she has kept
last year’s frizzled tweed
of umber, ochre and sienna
and by the door —
her wellies waits as
she dreams
of rain and mud, of gusts and gales
tearing bone from flesh,
and if you grumble
she may cackle
leering that the weather’s never bad
but your clothes may be.
Zoe Lerman
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September 2, 2021
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I love the hint of autumn colors: last year’s frizzled tweed
of umber, ochre and sienna. Autumn may be tiptoeing but she is already here with her muddy boots. Have a good weekend!
Wonderful humor and word-smithing. A tidy and clever nod to autumn as naughty nymph, as a banshee cloaked in fairy dust; nice job.
Well, she may come knocking, but she ain’t gettin in until I’m good & ready, no matter how she’s dressed…and I guarantee I won’t be ready anytime soon.
Great write, BR.
Overweight Autumn tottering on high heels! This year I’ll be looking at Autumn with new eyes.
You wove a magic spell with your hues and textures and sounds. Her cackling is a nice touch as she ushers in the cooler weather.
She sashays in in a “Summer hand-me-down” — and cackles. A bracing turn, just like we should expect.
Any poem that contains the word “wellies”, gets my vote!. Good one Bjorn!
You made me smile luv the sarcasm
much❤love
This had me laughing! Such great wording and so apt with the colouring. Enjoyed it very much.
Fabulous! I love that she’s kept last year’s frizzled tweed 😀
she may cackle
leering that the weather’s never bad
but your clothes may be.
A fitting reference on sensitivities of materials that are wrapped around us.
Hank
I loved your foray into wardrobe and fabric, wellies included. Great fun.
Nice poem Bjorn.
I love the personification of Autumn, Björn. Seasons turn gently here, but I imagine where you are Autumn is already very much in evidence (as it was in England in August!)
This is great! And such a little twist at the end. My clothes are definitely bad!
What a delightful turn!
I love those last lines 😀 It’s not the weather that’s bad, it’s your wardrobe… wonderful way of looking at it
So much fun with this personification of autumn!
Love it!