I have not been part of the dVerse universe for a bit, but was thrilled to see this “prompt” and the beautiful pictures shared by Sharon Knight at sunearthsky, each of which could easily produce a poem. And the ones she’s inspired!
I selected the following picture, which spoke to me–because, yes, inanimate objects DO speak to me. 😉
Please visit her website to see more of her stunning photographs.
Can it be
autumn sunsets display
more fragility than those
of other seasons?
The deeply hued sky
amidst blues, creams
dreams of sleep
warm comforters heaped high
dark mornings, early evenings
brusque weather warnings
the crackle of dappled leaves underfoot
skeletal tree limbs pointing upward
toward the leaden heaven
scents of autumn clinging
before still, cold air absorbs aromas.
Not quite deep in winter
I linger over a photograph of autumn’s sunset
when our fingertips last met.