It’s likely I’m in Autumn. The leaves
reflect the glint of the sun — lower
in the sky though still creating a schism
in the heavens — golden light
among yellow and red foliage.
I hang a bit lower these days. Maybe
I even glow a bit less bright — dimmed
over the years though still resolved
in my journey — silver hair
replacing livelier colors.
I aged without consent, unsure
how to ask the sun to find a new pastime —
one that doesn’t revolve around
changing seasons and forcing cheese
into mold. Technicolor life.
© 2021 | Phillip Knight Scott
Prompts
Often Mumbled Musings 
Lovely. I suppose I am in Autumn, as well. Maybe that is why it is becoming my more favored season.
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A wondrous Autumn gathering of three prompts …
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A beautiful piece, Phillip!
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Ah, you speak eloquently about my favorite season! Good write.
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Thank you!
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I hang a bit lower these days. Maybe
I even glow a bit less bright — dimmed
over the years though still resolved
in my journey — silver hair
replacing livelier colors.
i can relate to all of that phillip. those were my favorite lines
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Beautifully written!
Autumn has always been my favourite season. And I enjoyed the autumn of my life very much. In my sixties I went around exclaiming, ‘They never tell you that old age is the best bit!’ Now I laugh to think that was relatively young. So perhaps I am now in winter. It’s not too bad and I am hoping for a long one.
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Well said : )
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Beautiful ~ every word. The image ~ breathtaking.
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Thanks so much, Helen!
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