Contoocook – Late October

Late October

The colorful drama of autumn’s

brilliant leaves is fading fast.

Summer’s bounty slowly slips away –

to drift slowly and silently to earth

or to be caught in a breeze and flutter

like a flock of busy butterflies.

Spaces now open where the sun’s glare

glints off the Contoocook’s swift waters

and on cold mornings one sees

smoke rising above chimneys

from fires stoked during the night.

Lainie Senechal

Autumn Wind

Autumn Wind

The thunder storm slowly exits,

while the wind sweeps the sky to leave

only ragged remnants of clouds

and a rustling, like hushed music,

in leaves that are turning color

on trees that line the river’s edge.

The branches glow even more brightly

in the dim light of an ebbing autumn day.

Lainie Senechal

Flurry of Leaves

Autumn Breeze

The last of the brilliant leaves

fall in autumn’s blustery breeze

that rocks the bare branches.

Only gray lichen remains,

attached to the dark trunks.

Toads have dug deep into soil,

transformed to a torpid state

to avoid freezing temperatures.

The lake remains lively

with many migrating ducks

that dive and feed before

traveling further south.

Lainie Senechal

Apples with Oak Leaf

Web of Seasons

Leaves have left the trees

and wild turkeys trot

along the edge of fallow fields.

Caught in the web of seasons,

one wishes for a smooth road.

However, the weather brings

a variety of conditions –

sometimes a run of warm days

followed by a blast that

touches to the bone.

One wonders, will the eye

of winter steady this situation?

Lainie Senechal

Autumn Gathering #2

Autumn Reverie

The reflection of leaves

stains the clear lake

with reds and yellows

on a tranquil autumn afternoon.

The delicious colors of fall

appear as the days cool.

At night one imagines

even the stars dressed

in bright shades of various hues.

Lainie Senechal

Autumn Assemblage ll

Autumn Rain

Leaves tremble with each drop

as rain showers deepen.

Surf grows stronger

with the storm and rising tide.

Scent of marsh lingers

in moist atmosphere,

a hint of something

that is very old and endures.

Lainie Senechal