On a walk in the woods, the autumn consumes us,
Enveloped in the essence of damp leaves and humus
Intermingling with spice from the depths of your overcoat,
The scent of your body and your freshly washed clothes.
The seaweed and sand smell of salty mist from the coast
Leaves a chill on our skin and permeates our embrace.
We follow an acorn trail to the edge of the forest,
A fallen leaf in my hair and a smile on my face.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
Walter, our host tonight, has given us a crash course in rhyming techniques and has suggested using some of them while continuing on the theme of the arrival of autumn and exploration of the senses (The Sound of Love)using the scents or flavours of the season.