Friday, 30 September 2016

the first day of fall

"What I mean by the first day of fall is that day when you suddenly understand with your whole body that the season has changed.  When the air feels snappier against your skin and the sky's blueness turns wistful, and the humming of insects shifts pitch, and you just know like you know your own name that summer is over."(Marisa de los Santos in Belong To Me) 

how is it possible
that the first day of fall
has come and gone?

I find myself
clinging to the hope
that fall will linger 

that sunlight
will still find leaves on trees
to bath in 
glistening gold

i catch myself
calling "noooooo"
to the wind
as I watch leaves whirling 
lifting into the air
and away

leaving trees
a little 
every day.

words and images (unless otherwise cited) © copyright Melody Armstrong 2016


  1. You are a genuine poet because you see the beauty in life and you illustrate it so well with your images and words!

    1. Thank you my dear friend. Can't wait to spend some time with you this weekend. And don't let me forget to get your autograph. LOL


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