autumn 9

autumn is for early morning walks
through air as crisp and sweet as an apple

for the smell of eucalyptus in the dark
(for stopping myself from licking at leaves)

autumn is for tripping over gumnuts as I run along the river
and soft, yellowing sappy leaves

for rich reds
and charcoal black
of burning, bleeding trees

autumn 8

autumn is for patchwork calico skirts
for heavy bones and sonnets
for rusty red and mossy green wool
and for blistered banjo hands

autumn is for a hardened heart

Autumn 7

autumn
is strange
and quiet
autumn is for floral shirts
and for feeling like
a dirty bird

Autumn 6

autumn is for hats
and the clean smell of shampoo

for sitting by the window
with top knots and rosy cheeks
as the sun melts and the night gathers

autumn #5

autumn is for mustard coloured socks
and knitting sweaters
and the smell of roast lamb and rosemary

autumn 4

autumn is for roasted warm colours
sweet potato, red onion, capsicum, eggplant
for the smell of garlic
and bergamot earl grey tea

Autumn 3

Autumn is for rich strong coffee
And home made jams from country towns

Autumn 2

Autumn is for swift stumbling striding gait

For walking so fast with sophisticated swishing skirts

And being so distracted 

That you bump into people 

Autumn is for clumsiness 

And gracefulness 

In equal dichotomous measure 

Autumn 1

Autumn is for red wine and pining
For a beautiful warm bouncing baritone
in a lace skirt and curly hair