Autumn Chill

Version 1

Autumn leaves float -

Empty boats adrift on a still loch -

Scavenger birds.

Version 2

Autumnal leaves float

Empty boats upon the Loch

Just scavenger birds

Version 3

Abandoned boats

Autumn leaves

Drift on the loch

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I love Autumn, but here I write about a darker feeling. Instead of the beauty and bright colours, the death and chill of a potentially sad season. I experimented with a short form of poetry. These are three versions from my proverbial scrap book.

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