Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Falling. . .




the wind that is blowing
is suddenly here now,
bringing clouds from the
south, degrees from the north
and fall is like a kid
knocking on my door
begging me to play
so I'm buying
rain boots and pumpkin spice
and wondering if
falling ever felt this good. . .


What is the wind blowing to you?

((photo credit: Google Images))


I'm joining Emily for Imperfect Prose on Thursday.


31 comments:

Ostriches Look Funny said...

I have no idea where...but this poem is delightful and so joyful. Gorgeous.

Vicki said...

Fall is my favorite season of all! I just love everything about it really.
My favorite time to be outside in the woods....

Sam Liu said...

Your use of personification is wonderful, this is charming poem, Alexis. Autumn is my favourite of all the seasons :)

Leslie said...

Oh, this is a fun poem! Reminds me of the poem,"November is a Lady in a Plain Gray Coat." Have you ever read that one?

My Florida breezes are still blowing warm, so I am glad to get a taste of your playful fall!

Carrie Burtt said...

Alexis this is a refreshing and lovely poem...it is getting me excited about the fall....such a lovely time of year! I guess the thing the wind is blowing to me....is hopefully a visit from the grandkids. :-)

Claudia said...

love this...rain boots and pumpkin spice….so cool..you ARE talented with words alexis!

emily wierenga said...

like a kid knocking on my door... this is perfect. i know this kid, and i love to play, too! can i come over? :) i hope you'll join your beautiful prose with imperfect's, sweet friend. xo

Barb said...

I like your new Header, Alexis. I was gone from the mountains for a week, and when we returned yesterday, leaves had started their slow turn to gold. Leaves will soon fall and seeds set for another season.

Old Ollie said...

a most excellent poetic attitude - embrace those moments -

Tired Monk

Wanda..... said...

Lovely, Alexis!
For me, the wind brings milder air, falling acorns and longer walks.

Nancy said...

fall is like a kid knocking on my door, begging me to play. Thank you for this. I have a hard time with Fall, with feeling melancholy. I think of summer as my fun time, my time for play. Thank you for giving me this invitation to continue to play.

P.S. The word I just got for verification is "blest." Cool, huh?

Kendra said...

Love it!

Debbie Doughty said...

Tomorrow it will be blowing me over to the coast. I love the drive in the fall.

Jodi said...

I pray that more and more joy will fall on you.

Brian Miller said...

beautiful write...i love fall...and i love going out to play with the kids too...smiles. live in those small joys...

Flower Patch Farmgirl said...

Better than a Harvest Yankee Candle, this poem. :)

Southern Gal said...

Loving the header. The wind is blowing cobwebs out of my soul...reviving me in newness.

Annie said...

Hi Alexis,
I also like the line about Fall knocking on the door to play. Another line I like is "clouds from the south, degrees from the north." I've got to wait for Fall where I live. If we're lucky, we start to get a hint of it by mid-October. Fall, Spring, and our Winter that mostly feels like Fall are my favorite times of year. I also like your line "wondering if falling ever felt this good..." Rain boots and pumpkin spice are great details. I think I've practically quoted the whole poem!

Rachna Chhabria said...

Beautiful poem.." and fall is like a kid
knocking on my door" is absolutely wonderful. Thanks for sharing this poem, I will reading it to my students, Alexis.

Kim Hyland said...

Fun! This poem makes me so excited to go out and play.

Each time I see your blog name I read, "finding gloves in the laundry"
To me that's almost as good as finding love ;)

emily wierenga said...

i love that you linked up, friend. xo

Melissa said...

just found your blog via emily's and i'm so glad i did. you definitely know how to fall...i'm excited to make my pumpkin recipes very soon. ;) thanks for your beautiful words.

Shauna said...

so beautiful. love the falling, indeed. warm, beautiful, like a good friend and cup of tea. perfect.

Jodi said...

thank you for the prayers, Alexis. xo

B. Meandering said...

I love the childlike joy in your poem--full of wonder, joy, and anticipation.

emily wierenga said...

thank you for praying, beautiful. savannah is doing much better. xo

Samantha Bennett said...

Ooh! Just reading this made me crave a pumpkin spice muffin. Love the feel of these lines.

Julie Musil said...

So beautiful!

Oh, the end of summer. Here in Southern California it still feels like summer, but I know the Santa Ana winds will blow their way to us soon.

deb said...

I go into fall a little sad, a little worried about the long winter,
but after a few days of that wind knockin' at my door... it's all good.

and the header is gorgeous ! did you paint this?

Susannah said...

I love it! :-)

oliviasbiopiclog said...

I Love fall- the transition, though I love winters the most..
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