An October Morning

21 Oct

Leaves are dancing in rhythm with the wind.

Frost embraces its partner —holding Fall within.

Colorful chaos prances through woods and on soil.


I kick dust-up behind me —before it settles cold.

I go forward alone, remembering an old friend,

humming those ole “dirt road blues” again.


Posted by on October 21, 2018 in Existential, Friendship, Love, Poetry, Zen


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16 responses to “An October Morning

  1. America On Coffee

    November 1, 2018 at 11:08 pm



  2. ZQ

    October 24, 2018 at 8:01 pm



  3. Rall

    October 24, 2018 at 7:33 pm

    Sweet poem. Autumn blues is part of the seasonal cycle. I am strictly a summer person. I have not seen snow for twenty years and I hope not to again:)

    Liked by 1 person


    October 22, 2018 at 9:49 pm

    This reminds me of when I was a kid and kicked a rock all the way from the village. A colorful chaos indeed.

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  5. Gillena Cox

    October 22, 2018 at 5:35 pm

    Monday Writes 177 is live I invite you to link up

    much love…


  6. Gillena Cox

    October 22, 2018 at 5:34 pm

    Remembering and looking forward its a good feeling you describe here ZQ

    Thanks for dropping by my sumie Sunday

    much love…

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)

    October 22, 2018 at 2:59 pm

    There is something so sweet to kick up the leaves…

    Liked by 1 person

  8. Myrna Rosa

    October 22, 2018 at 11:48 am

    I live on a dirt road. Your poem felt so real to me. I’ll remember it as I kick up dirt and walk alone…with my memories.

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  9. annell4

    October 22, 2018 at 10:31 am

    You sing the blues while dirt roads. I enjoyed your poem.

    Liked by 1 person

  10. dsnake1

    October 22, 2018 at 8:03 am

    a very lovely vignette of October!

    Liked by 1 person

  11. thotpurge

    October 22, 2018 at 2:27 am

    Love the image of colourful chaos prancing!!

    Liked by 1 person

  12. Magaly Guerrero

    October 21, 2018 at 10:04 pm

    Love the sense of nostalgia…

    Liked by 1 person

  13. Truedessa

    October 21, 2018 at 9:59 pm

    Oh this autumn day certainly has a bluesy feel. I can hear the harp somewhere in the wind.

    Liked by 1 person

  14. Sherry Blue Sky

    October 21, 2018 at 7:01 pm

    I can almost hear those dirt road blues! Am scuffing through the leaves on the west coast, too. Fall is a good time for travelling. Smiles.

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  15. Mary

    October 21, 2018 at 6:42 pm

    I understand singing those ‘dirt road blues’ in October. I think that October is a VERY bluesy month!

    Liked by 1 person

  16. Vicki

    October 21, 2018 at 6:29 pm

    This time of year certainly keeps us remembering.

    Liked by 1 person


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