A Fall Day Robert Frost Would Adore

Rust-colored leaves, tumble helplessly
from the big front yard maple tree
No wind
Just their time to let go

Stateman-like bluejays, squawk nonstop
Warning all, red-tail hawks circling
eyeing plump mourning doves, in pairs
in the red cherry trees

Two baby garter snakes
wearing bright yellow necklaces
like those girls wear to a debutante ball
writhe on the dusty garage floor

Flowers, enroute back to seeds
Their nectar, still sweet, enticing
monarch butterflies to cling
to their sticky honey

The older man, leaning
against the weathered wooden fence
a spitting image of Robert Frost
casts an approving look my way
I know then, nothing more need be said

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About Don Iannone

Don Iannone is a poet, writer, teacher and photographer who lives in the Greater Cleveland area. He has worked in the economic development field for over 35 years. Don is the author of three poetry books and five photography books. He is working on a short book of photographs and poems about human trafficking. This work was exhibited at six venues in Ohio. Don holds an M.A. degree in Art and Consciousness Studies from the University of Philosophical Research in Los Angeles, where he teaches writing. His educational background also includes studies in Anthropology, Photography, Organizational Behavior, and Economic Development. Don’s website: http://www.donaldiannone.com Wisdom Work Press: https://wisdomworkpress.wordpress.com

10 thoughts on “A Fall Day Robert Frost Would Adore

  1. ok so i’m not robert frost
    but i’m another “older” guy
    leaning on the fence and giving my approval πŸ™‚
    knockout

  2. One of my older brothers used to read me Robert Frost and Dylan Thomas poetry at bedtime as opposed to children’s stories. πŸ™‚ I think I lucked out.

    This has a nice, idyllic feel to it, Don. I enjoyed it for both its visual presentation, as well as nostalgic mood.

  3. “Two baby garter snakes
    wearing bright yellow necklaces
    like those young girls wear
    to a debutante ball, writhe
    on the dusty garage floor”

    THat blew up my mind. I am no frost either but I like!

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