Hallow be to all we see
As autumn comes our way
When evenings they grow shorter
To cloak the light of day
When ripened fruit will bow the branch
And winds will make them fall
And fields of gold are sowed again
Where once it grew so tall
And migrant birds have left our shores
Before our winters chill
And trees bear colours to their leaves
Like a technicolour frill
Of orange, yellows, brown’s, and reds
Mingling among the greens
A merge of colours fluttering in the sun
Creating artful dreams
And the ripened berries plucked
To grace our table needs
And those that rot upon the ground
Will sow as next year’s seeds
And the wind will have a cooler breath
As it blows upon the earth
And the falling leaves will fertilise
To revitalise new birth
For in autumn it prepares the way
For the new growth in the spring
Putting seeds in hibernation
In advance of what winter brings
For the harvests are all gathered
Providing food for all
And this procedure will repeat each year
When the autumn leaves will fall
By Tony Gorman
An Artists Gift
In nature’s way of creating art
At dawn it makes an early start
It merges dark clouds with the bright
And streaks the sky with pinks and white
And in the meadows a softened mist
Leaves dew drops on the plants it kissed
And when the sun it starts to show
It’s like an orb with its radiant glow
And as it spreads out all its light
It chases darkness out of sight
Creating shadows like an artist’s touch
An outline shade but not too much
And blended colours of assortments glow
On canvases where the flowers will show
And trees with leaves of vibrant green
Are captivating just as seen
With fields of gold filled with harvest grains
And hedges margining country lanes
And reflections in rivers of clouds above
An inspiring scene of nature’s love
And into evening comes the dusk
When dark encircles like a husk
To encroach upon the light of day
In a very artistic way
The colours once again will blend
In reverse as daylight comes to an end
And the moon replaces the day’s sunlight
And the stars will make the darkness bright
Another canvas is needed so
To paint the scene of the moonlight’s glow
And into shadows we set our dreams
Till the art of nature creates new scenes
Beautiful
Thanks Tony
Absolutely loved them. Thanks