Tag: Heather

Autumn Approach

The late heather blooms
In wild array, scent chill fogs
Fall’s breeze, through mists, bogs
Take hold of moors, mount the heights,
Stay, watch summer’s sweet demise.

Image attribution: wikipedia
Written for Jude's The Saturday Symphony #13:"Rhythm of Autumn" 
-- Let us go retro this week and share a thought on the season, with rhyme and flow.
Sammi's Weekend Writing Prompt: Using the word "Heather" write prose or poem in exactly 27 words