October Ombre

October ombre- Autumn’s hue

Halloween pumpkins and gourds adorn dank doorsteps

Milky early morning mist. In the air-a crisp clean chill

Abundance of Fall apples falling to the leaf-carpeted floor,

Russet leaves of the Japanese maple, October ombre, Autumn’s hue.

Coffee, chocolate, cinnamon and nutmeg aromas wafting through the alley

Mixed with mildew and scent of leaves rotting, sweetly pungent against the early morning dew

Woodsmoke, whispers of the winter ahead billows from suburban chimney pots

As my faltering footsteps softly crunch the leafy path anew

Stagnant stench of acrid coke smoke, chokes

October ombre- Autumn’s hue.

©Alison Jean Hankinson

This was for the d’Verse challenge to write a poem about Autumn in the Fold style, which is new to me, and I had a go, but not quite sure I really did it right.

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Author: alisonhankinson

Walking tall whenever I can.

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