Monday, September 28, 2009

Autumn Walk

It has been a long walk,
over the mountain ridge
and along the valley
ripe with Autumns harvest,

a long walk in the October cold,
where frost still lies on the shadowed grass,
and the warming sunlight
lies forever outside your grasp,

the clouds shifting with winds
beyond your reach,
to a place you can see,
but can never feel.


The picture was taken this weekend, down the road from my house near Rupert, Vt. You can click on it for a larger version.



willow said...

Stunning photo, Tom. October is my very favorite month.

The lady in Red said...

Dear Tom, I am back, I just needed a time to myself in winter here in São Paulo, Brazil. Well, I love reading your poems. Very nice post! Have a very nice week,

Shadow said...

wow, outstanding once again. you took me right on that walk. what a beautiful part of the world you have at your disposal...

Suzanne said...


Derrick said...

Hi Tom,

This seems rather melancholy; things always beyond reach rather than able to be enjoyed.