Trees change the hues of their dresses
ready for the seasonal striptease,
while evergreen holly bushes
drip with blood-red berries
in hedgerows strung with witches’ necklaces
and dotted with tufts of old man’s beard.
Birds and other wild creatures rejoice
at such abundance of food and colour,
the quintessence of harvest cornucopia.
Kim M. Russell, 18th October 2018
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Abundance
Susan says that harvest time makes her aware of abundance, as does spring, when rain and flowers abound. She challenges us to write new poems that show what, if anything, makes us aware of abundance.