O OCTOBER MEEK AND MILD
HOW YOU SWOOPED IN UNWARE.
SILVERY MIST IS HANGING LOW
DRAPING OVER THE SHRUBBERY WILD.
ALL OF A SUDDEN OCTOBER EMERGED
AS SEPTEMBER STIRRED AND SLEPT
THE BRANCHES OUTSIDE HANG
D
O
W
N
AND TIRED
THEIR RIPENED LEAVES ARE READY TO FALL.
TRANSITIONING FROM EMERALD TO RUBY
HOW WONDERFUL THEY'LL CRISP UNDERFOOT
WHEN SOON THEY ARE TWINKLED WITH FROST.
Radhika Manek She/ Her @radswrites Stitching words into poetry to see the world through a different lens with the hope that my writing can empower others and help shine a light on issues close to heart.