A Fall Day Robert Frost Would Adore

Rust-colored leaves, tumble helplessly
from the big front yard maple tree
No wind
Just their time to let go

Stateman-like bluejays, squawk nonstop
Warning all, red-tail hawks circling
eyeing plump mourning doves, in pairs
in the red cherry trees

Two baby garter snakes
wearing bright yellow necklaces
like those girls wear to a debutante ball
writhe on the dusty garage floor

Flowers, enroute back to seeds
Their nectar, still sweet, enticing
monarch butterflies to cling
to their sticky honey

The older man, leaning
against the weathered wooden fence
a spitting image of Robert Frost
casts an approving look my way
I know then, nothing more need be said

Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.

Biography Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling.  Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here. Contact Information Contact Don Iannone by email: diannone@gmail.com

10 thoughts on “A Fall Day Robert Frost Would Adore”

  1. “Two baby garter snakes
    wearing bright yellow necklaces
    like those young girls wear
    to a debutante ball, writhe
    on the dusty garage floor”

    THat blew up my mind. I am no frost either but I like!

  2. One of my older brothers used to read me Robert Frost and Dylan Thomas poetry at bedtime as opposed to children’s stories. 🙂 I think I lucked out.

    This has a nice, idyllic feel to it, Don. I enjoyed it for both its visual presentation, as well as nostalgic mood.

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