Bring me fall – Phillip Knight Scott

Fall birthdays are the best. Balloons
     seem superfluous to the colorful, animated
         trees – playing backdrop for the festive
             frolicking of friends and family –
painted with reds and oranges and yellows.
     Even the browns feel alive
         before jumping to the ground,
             smiling to their final resting place.

Give me red of rosy cheeks
     bitten by an autumn breeze.
Give me orange of pumpkin patch playgrounds
     alive with laughter.
Give me yellow of hayrides hopping
     down dusty roads removing harvest’s veil.

Bring me fall. Bring me bewitching days
     and crisp nights hinting
         at the cold to come, burning
             birthday candles lighting the way.

Phillip Knight Scott | © 2019

Really – bring me fall! It’s going to be 96* here in North Carolina. I’m ready for the cool crisp days of Autumn please!

Phillip Knight Scott is a native of Durham, North Carolina, where he lives and writes poetry. His work has appeared in Spillwords, Vita Brevis, Literary Yard, Olives Skins, and Whispers and Echoes, among others. A husband and father, he finds happiness in family, friends, reading, and of course writing. Read more of his stuff on his website!

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