Missing Autumn: Poem

the mantle of night
slides down the spine
of this mountain,
falling on blue
morning. the river
follows.

around here the
water waits to see.
the wind laps
against branches;
wave after wave of
crashing caress.

and I have missed
autumn. there are
leaves all over
the road.

listen to it:

Missing Autumn by Laura Boggess

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Comments

  1. says

    Beautiful.

    Heavy frost, this morning: the first I’ve seen, this fall. Probably the first of the fall. I don’t dislike autumn, but trying to scratch frost of the windshield with Clementine’s Curious George board book wasn’t fun, so much. 🙂

    Happy autumn to you, Laura!

  2. says

    oh, this crash and caress, i love it… and that first stanza, it blew me away… you use words so tenderly and reverently; i am in awe, and i am always ministered to when i come here, laura. thank you.

  3. says

    i love your poetry so much….and i worked from dark to dark this week and didn’t get to see my mountain in the daylight until yesterday. we went from festive red maples to drab gray winter while i was busy at school. i’m a little sad.

  4. says

    That made me feel so sad…that you missed all the beauty and only noticed the leaves on the road. Not sure if that is what I was supposed to feel but…..

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