Fall is Coming – Poetry for a Sunday Morning

Garrett, my teenage poet left me a poem this morning.

Crisp clear damp air

Scent of the water

Morning air with promises

Of flowers and cool breezes

Foggy nights of mystery

Fall is coming

A new beginning

Poetry is a gift to the soul. Poetry is for everyone. Everyone needs poetry, like a vampire needs blood, like a hawk needs to fly, like a fish needs to swim. I know that wasn’t very poetic but you get the point – I hope.

Your assignment today is to READ, SAVOR and SHARE poetry with someone you love.

For poetry posted on this blog (Vampiremaman.wordpress.com) click on the links below. Enjoy!

• We destroy and help make screaming silence
• Ode to a Greek God – A romance
• Fear No More
• Would that I could exist as a languishing touch
• Vampire teens dealing with a broken heart
• Love poems and letting go
• Robinson Crusoe
• Face your fears
• Summer Solstice
• Her beautiful hands
• Summer – poetry and musings
• Night Glimmers – Poetry of the Night

~ Juliette