Autumn Frolic by Kit Zak - Your Daily Poem

Autumn Frolic
by
Kit Zak

We kick and shuffle
piles of leaves
(grandmother and grandson)
crunching underfoot
bronzed confetti
gleaming crimson, gold, mahogany.

Our laughter like tinkling coins
rings the trees
as overhead unleashed leaves
twirl through the air.

Your five-year-old glee
becomes my time-machine
transporting me back and

I am young again.

Kit Zak retired from university teaching and relocated to a beach town in Delaware. She and her husband were involved for several years in projects to clean local air and water. They love taking trips with their five grandchildren, who live across the United States. Since retirement, Kit finds her muse summoning her at 3 A.M. She has been selected three times to participate in seminars with Delaware's poet laureate.

rhonasheridan:
A very pretty poem.
Posted 09/10/2015 01:36 AM

Jo:
Enjoyed your poem Kit. I also can breathe in those autumn leaves and hear in memory the giddy laughter of the boys.
Posted 09/09/2015 07:53 PM

Linda W. Owen:
I can breathe in the autumn leaves and hear the giddy laughter in this wonderful poem of childhood-fresh joy!
Posted 09/09/2015 04:31 PM

Lori Levy:
I totally identify with the grandmother/grandson relationship in this poem.
Posted 09/09/2015 11:09 AM

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