The red-haired maiden laughs
And dances through leaf-littered parks,
Preening at her artistry,
Well-pleased and proud.
She crimsons crowns of trees
And splashes gold amidst the boughs,
While touching up the weathered bark
With sticky sap.
She trims in chestnut flounce
These lawns, once lush and summer green,
Forewarning frost and Winter's breath
That comes too soon.
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a non-rhyming free verse poem that incorporates the topic or theme of autumn. No length requirements. |
Author Notes
Artwork is courtesy of Google images.
The style of this poem is called a Campion. This form features four lines to a stanza, unrhymed. The first line is written in trimeter. The second and third are in tetrameter. The fourth is in dimeter. (Taken from POET's TREASURY by Viola Jacobsen Berg)
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