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Even though the temperature can’t be convinced that fall has arrived, we can certainly still enjoy the season! Here are three poems to put you in the fall mood!

1. “October’s Party” by George Cooper

October gave a party;

The leaves by hundreds came—

The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,

And leaves of every name.

The Sunshine spread a carpet,

And everything was grand,

Miss Weather led the dancing,

Professor Wind the band.

The Chestnuts came in yellow,

The Oaks in crimson dressed;

The lovely Misses Maple

In scarlet looked their best;

All balanced to their partners,

And gaily fluttered by;

The sight was like a rainbow

New fallen from the sky.

Then, in the rustic hollow,

At hide-and-seek they played,

The party closed at sundown,

And everybody stayed.

Professor Wind played louder;

They flew along the ground;

And then the party ended

In jolly “hands around.” 


2. “Autumn’s Begun” by Anais J. Roma




With perfect grace.

Guided by the wind to land in an unknown place.


Breezing by,

Flying high.


Gently it rests in a child’s dying garden.


A little flitter to the left. A slight flutter to the right. 

The wind will not rest tonight.


Prowling as it comes,

Howling as it carries.


Leaves of every shade twirl and spiral across the cold gray air, 

For the leaves don’t care


One leaf crusades through the sky,





Without a thought why


Side to side, 

Down and down.


A single leaf on the ground is enough to make anyone frown.


When you’re showered with fire, gold, and copper,

When the trees wave at you

And cold, crispy air tickles your nose and makes you feel wonderfully numb,

Then that’s when you know autumn’s begun.  


3. “Autumn” by Rainer Maria Rilke

The leaves are falling, falling as if from far up,

as if orchards were dying high in space.

Each leaf falls as if it were motioning “no.”

And tonight the heavy earth is falling

away from all other stars in the loneliness.

We’re all falling. This hand here is falling.

And look at the other one. It’s in them all.

And yet there is Someone, whose hands

infinitely calm, holding up all this falling.


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