Sunday, October 5, 2008

October Sunday

I hope you have a wonderful Sunday. I love the weather in October and look forward to the crispness in the air. I wrote this poem during my college years, but I think it holds an unending feeling about this time of year.


Ah! Today wild thoughts took my mind.
Ideas blown by gusty breezes
Slipped into consciousness.

Towering trees in some virgin forest long past.
A crystal stream.
Wild geese set against a gray winter’s sky.

A log cabin.
A warm stone fireplace.
A flannel shirt.
A friendly dog.
A need to hunt.

A good hot cup of morning coffee.
A biscuit.

It is crisp October air that brings them on,
So strong I almost let them take me where they will.

Dennis Price