Poetry Friday round-up is with Jama at Jama’s Alphabet Soup.
Autumn takes its time coming to South Louisiana. It comes in small, unnoticeable ways like the browning of cypress trees, or in larger, violent ways as in a storm leading a cold front. So here we are on the second day of November and temperatures have dropped to the 50’s, a pleasant change from the 80’s to 90’s of the previous six months. I so envy the images of orange and red fall leaves filling the trees.
Since we have not changed our clocks quite yet, the sun is coming up later each morning, and I’ve noticed a heron on the bayou sitting right in the direct ray of the rising sun. I tried to capture him with my telephoto lens, but he heard me and flew off. No matter. I can still write him into a poem.
Carol Varsalona curates a gallery at her blog site for every season. Currently she is collecting images and poems for Abundant Autumn. I borrowed a photograph of a heron at the beach from fellow poet (and better photographer than me) Wendi Romero to use as a backdrop to my poem. I love how the challenges of Poetry Friday peeps push me to spread my writing wings.
Reflections on the Teche 