Welcome to Poetry Friday. Laura Purdie Salas shared this for her Thursday 15 words of less poetry challenge. Laura's photo got the ball rolling, but I found myself thinking more and more about the walnut tree and its tendency to lose its leaves in early autumn. We've had a few nights that have dipped below the freezing mark, and I can't help but feel for the almost naked tree.
Walnut in Autumn
by Kimberly M. Hutmacher
Tree arms shiver
Naked of their shrug
Reaching, stretching, pleading,
for a hearty warm-up hug.
Copyright October 2019
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Nice poem Kimberly, I bet those bare branches would welcome a hug, thanks!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Michelle!
DeleteA lovely warm poem for a chilly day, Kimberly. Perhaps those walnut trees need some hot cocoa running through their veins. :)
ReplyDeleteYes, Michelle. That sounds lovely to me today, too. It's dropping down into the 30s again- brrrr.
DeleteLike your tree, I dread the end of autumn and those empty cold days of winter.
ReplyDeleteI'm trying to relish every moment, Cheriee.
DeleteAll set. I tweeted out your special contest and then shared your notice on Facebook, Kimberly. I have been following the trail of this book and it looks so fabulous. Walnut in Autumn is such a lovely poem. Hugs back!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Carol! Yes, Pick A Pumpkin is such a treat. Best of luck!
DeleteThe trees are starting to look bare in our neighborhood, too!
ReplyDeleteYes, we had an exceptionally windy day today, and several different kinds of trees in the area have lost a great deal of their leaves. I'll be raking leaves and sweet gumballs soon enough.
DeleteNaked arms must get chilly, right? Thanks for this image, I will think about it as I watch the leaves fall in my area.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you enjoyed the poem, Karen. Thanks for stopping by :)
DeleteYour poem feels like a warm hug for those walnut trees. I will hear this as I watch the leaves fall around me.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Kay :)
DeleteEeep. Nights that have dipped below freezing. That's enough to scare the leaves off a tree!
ReplyDeleteYes, it is Kat. There is talk of a first snow on Halloween!
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