The Autumn poems you’ll find below reflect cooler days, the loss of summer dreams, and a little humor as the season of Fall is welcomed – or at least begrudingly acknowledged.
Some hate to see summer fade away, yet others look forward to the change in seasons - football games capture the minds and hearts of many; the aromas of favorite soups or casseroles linger in the air; and children can’t wait until Halloween.
I Like Autumn
I’m alive again and don’t sweat so much
My favorite sweatshirt has a special touch.
I like those colors that the leaves change to
And I wonder who’ll be the first to say BOO!
Whether the fall season makes you melancholy or invigorated, I hope you have a good one – and please enjoy these poems.
- November Night by Adelaide Crapsey
- As Summer into Autumn slips by Emily Dickinson
- Nature XXVII by Emily Dickinson
- My November Guest by Robert Frost
- After Apple Picking by Robert Frost
- Gathering Leaves by Robert Frost
- The Harvest Moon by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
- Autumn Daybreak by Edna St. Vincent Millay
- The Death of Autumn by Edna St. Vincent Millay
- An Autumn Valentine by Dorothy Parker
- Autumn Movement by Carl Sandburg
- Three Pieces on the Smoke of Autumn by Carl Sandburg
- November Morning by Evaleen Stein
- Autumn Fires by Robert Louis Stevenson
- I am the autumnal sun by Henry David Thoreau
- Autumn in the Garden by Henry Van Dyke
-An Autumn Sunset by Edith Wharton
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It's Time For Fall Not rated yet
The leaves are changing color,
It's beginning to cool down,
The kids are back in school,
And they all have a great big frown.
It's also …
Autumn Not rated yet
Autumn is like an old book:
Marred spines turn mean yellow,
staples rust red-orange.
Every stained page is stressed
by a splat of color. Rough-red, …
The leaf Not rated yet
Fate's desire caught my eye; A destined glance towards nature's sky. The sight, the thought, emotions torn. There you hung amidst the morn.
A hue which …
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