Not On My Own Terms #Poetry #OctPoWriMo

Photo Credit: kloniwotski on Flickr, Creative Commons

The brilliant Fall
Started out like a dream
Pumpkin spice
Apple picking
Leaf peeping
Golden aspens in the mountains

Then came the cold
Chilling to the bone
Fog hid the sun
Storms clouded
Rain stung
Days felt like long nights

Fall marks a season of dying
A season of decline
The ending
Coming home
Unwelcomed
Not on my own terms

© 2018 Jason A. Muckley


This is a response to Tweetspeak’s Fall Poetry Prompt: Coming Home Poems.

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