A Smattering Of Autumn Poems To Warm Your Frigid Soul // Collab With The Fabulous Kenechi

We are two days into October and fall is officially here.

Time to bring out the cozy sweaters, settle down with some good books, and just breathe in the amazing-ness that is autumn. (but NO pumpkin spice. please. pumpkin spice is gross.)

In celebration of this wonderful season, Kenechi and I have collaborated to bring you these lovely posts featuring all things FALLLLLL!!!

Kenechi is an absolutely fantabulous blogger and I’m happy as a pumpkin that she’s agreed to do this collab with me! Be sure to jump over to Kenechi’s blog and read her post!

Without farther ado, here is my post featuring eight fall-themed poems and some autumn aesthetics to get you in the seasonal mood!

(all collages are mine and not to be used in any way unless given permission by Ferdinand and he will probably say no…unless there is chocolate involved.)










October’s Party

by George Cooper





October gave a party;

The leaves by hundreds came-

The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,

And leaves of every name.

The Sunshine spread a carpet,

And everything was grand,

Miss Weather led the dancing,

Professor Wind the band.





The Chestnuts came in yellow,

The Oaks in crimson dressed;

The lovely Misses Maple

In scarlet looked their best;

All balanced to their partners,

And gaily fluttered by;

The sight was like a rainbow

New fallen from from the sky.





Then, in the rustic hollow,

At hide-and-seek they played,

The party closed at sundown,

And everybody stayed.

Professor Wind played louder;

They flew along the ground;

And then the party ended

In jolly “hands around.”










When the Frost is on the Punkin

by James Whitcomb Riley

When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin’ turkey-cock,
And the clackin’ of the guineys, and the cluckin’ of the hens,
And the rooster’s hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it’s then’s the times a feller is a-feelin’ at his best,
With the risin’ sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock.

They’s something kindo’ harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer’s over and the coolin’ fall is here—
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin’-birds and buzzin’ of the bees;
But the air’s so appetizin’; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur’ that no painter has the colorin’ to mock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock.

The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin’ of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries—kindo’ lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin’ sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below—the clover over-head!—
O, it sets my hart a-clickin’ like the tickin’ of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock!

Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the celler-floor in red and yeller heaps;
And your cider-makin’ ’s over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With their mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and saussage, too! …
I don’t know how to tell it—but ef sich a thing could be
As the Angels wantin’ boardin’, and they’d call around on me—
I’d want to ’commodate ’em—all the whole-indurin’ flock—
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder’s in the shock!










Late October

by Maya Angelou

“Only lovers
see the fall
a signal end to endings
a gruffish gesture alerting
those who will not be alarmed
that we begin to stop
in order to begin
again.”










Portrait of Fall

by Alora M. Knight

Looking out my window
In October’s golden light,
I see a beauty unsurpassed,
A truly lovely sight.

Leaves are saying soft good-byes
As they come floating down
To make a nature’s carpet
Of yellow, red, and brown.

Mountain tops, now turned to white,
Forewarn of winter chills,
While trees, like golden rivers,
Wind their way up through the hills.

Throughout our world’s creation
You will ever find it thus,
Kaleidoscopes of color,
In God’s hand, the artist’s brush.










November Night

by Adelaide Crapsey

Listen. .
With faint dry sound,
Like steps of passing ghosts,
The leaves, frost-crisp’d, break from the trees
And fall.










Neighbors in October

by David Baker

All afternoon his tractor pulls a flat wagon
with bales to the barn, then back to the waiting
chopped field. It trails a feather of smoke.
Down the block we bend with the season:
shoes to polish for a big game,
storm windows to batten or patch.
And how like a field is the whole sky now
that the maples have shed their leaves, too.
It makes us believers—stationed in groups,
leaning on rakes, looking into space. We rub blisters
over billows of leaf smoke. Or stand alone,
bagging gold for the cold days to come.










Autumn

by T.E. Hulme

A touch of cold in the Autumn night—
I walked abroad,
And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge
Like a red-faced farmer.
I did not stop to speak, but nodded,
And round about were the wistful stars
With white faces like town children.






Autumn Fires

by Robert Louis Stevenson

“In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!”






Isn’t poetry one of the nicest things to ever bless mortal earth?

*blissful sigh*

I hope you guys enjoyed this fall-themed post and many thanks to Kenechi for doing this with me! *sends her a pizza the size of Texas*

Cheers to one and all, may you each have a splendid fall!!!

(I rhymed!!)

Annnnnnnnd no offense if you like pumpkin spice, I just think it’s gross.

Your Overly Excited Internet Friend,

Eden

23 thoughts on “A Smattering Of Autumn Poems To Warm Your Frigid Soul // Collab With The Fabulous Kenechi

  1. *squeaks* This post is absolutely PACKED with fall feels! I just- I can’t- *hugs you* There are no words for how absolutely lovely this post is.
    My favorites are October’s Party and November Night. *sighs happily* So beautiful.
    Your aesthetics are *chef’s kiss* I LOVE them, and also, I love that you made them, because I can’t make aesthetic aesthetics to save my life. XD
    I GET A TEXAS-SIZE PIZZA??? Ahhhhh thank YOU. And also, where did you get it? 😆
    I a d o r e this post! And thank you for doing the collab with me, it was amazing!

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    1. AWWww, Kenechi! Thank you so much! 😍

      Yes, I love those too! (I kind of just realized how MANY poems I have packed into this post. The title says “a smattering” but I’m afraid it’s a bit more then that. I got a little carried away. 😂 Ahhh, well.)

      Aw shucks, thanks, dear! *blushes* They were quite fun to make. And I don’t believe you…I’m sure you could make some lovely ones!

      SECRETS. Kenechi. SECRETS. I’m not about to tell people where I get my pizzas the size of Texas. 🤨

      Thank YOU!!! I had SO much fun doing this with you…it really was the highlight of my week! 😊
      *hugs*

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      1. There can never be too much poetry, ESPECIALLY if it’s about fall. *nods* Unless, of course, it is particularly dreadful poetry (like some of the stuff I’ve had to read for school…)

        Aw, man! I shall have to do some sleuthing now. You have done it, Eden. I am now on the hunt, and I will never stop until I find this pizza maker.
        Yes, well, IT WAS ALSO THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY WEEK! ❤ ❤

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  2. AHHH two of my favorite bloggers in a collab about FALL with POETRY and amazing books??😍😍
    I may have squealed a little when I saw it.
    Yes all the hugs for this post. It made me happier today thank you my friend ☺️❤️

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  3. Ahhhhh this makes me so happy Eden I literally have been looking for good Autumn poems and then I saw this in my inbox and I was like dude lol thank you

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  4. Oooh, what a delicious combo of poems!! This makes me even more excited to write my second-annual, Autumnal-themed, “bookish snippets” post, where I compile Autumn/Fall quotes and share them in a post!! I think “Autumn” and “November Night” are my fav here xx

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  5. This post is beautiful and my frigid soul is officially warmed. ❤ (Which it rather needed. The weather turned cold fast here recently.) Happy fall!!!

    Also, THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME about the sheer bright warm poetic perfection that is When the Frost Is on the Punkin! I love that poem soooo muuuuch and I kind of forgot about its existence. ❤ ❤

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    1. I’m delighted to hear that your soul has been warmed, Sarah! Mission accomplished. 😄 THANK YOUUU!!! *hugs*

      AHHhhhhhhh!!! I was so hoping someone would mention that one! 😍 (Personally, it was one of my favorites in this post) I’m not sure why, but I just LOVE it so much. It makes me very happy and warm inside and I want to hug it!!!
      I just wish I could sit down in front of a blazing fireplace with some old grandfather-like-figure who has a strong, rural-American accent while he recites that particular poem and we make popcorn and the wind howls around the cabin walls. *happy sigh* 😊😂

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