Take me on a drive
I'll roll the window down
stick out my hand
let it
soar through the air
fly on the speed
fly on the wind.
Take me on a drive
I'll paint a sketchbook full
of watercolor landscapes
in my head
of the white-wrapped haybales
the green rows
the red tractors
the orange rolling hills.
Take me on a drive
I'll breathe in the feeling
of just-right cold air
comforting barn smells
piles of pumpkins
for sale
on all the dirt roads.
Take me on a drive
through fall.
Posted in response to the challenge Autumn '24: Writing.
Comments
This is like driving through the entire experience of fall! I can almost smell it, and feel my hand out the car window! You've conjured up all the right images and scenery to evoke the proper essence of the season.
Thank you!
The imagery in this poem is fantastic! You captured the feeling of fall in such beautiful way. Good job!
Thank you!
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