Personification Of Autumn

Personification of Autumn

The lime green leaves turned a golden shade of orange as she slowly paced past them.
Leaves and twigs crunched below her feet, sending soft, echoing sounds into the thick
trees.  The ground slowly changes to a gravel path and the trees become more evenly
spaced. In the distance a small house, with a thatched roof and exposed timber beams.

This girl had arrived at summer’s door, banging her fists of fury against it.  
The door of summers gives in. Crisp leaves fly through the air as the figure waltzes
towards the kitchen, she reaches for a steel saucepan and fills it with water, the rushing
sounds ricochet off the walls and around the house. She tosses the water into the
burning fire of summer, smothering it. Almost immediately a harsh chill envelopes
the woods, harsh winds whistle and blow.  The door closes with a slam.

The brunette leisurely strolls through the woods,  she wears a beige white blouse,
light brown pants and a deep brown trench coat. Just like King Midas and Elsa
everything she touches changes, the leaves on the floor and trees morph to brilliant
shades of brown, orange and gold.

There is a ruckus as she releases birds from the trees, they fly to far away lands in
search of a warm spring. As they flap their wings orange leaves fall; creating a pile of
debris on the floor. She plucks a scarf from the air and wraps it around her neck, like an
animal growing a thick winter coat.

The Queen of the conkers has made her arrival, nature has changed and she is testing
its survival.

Autumn Personification Poem.

Autumn had come and she was in full swing,

Migrating birds had taken wing,

Animals begin to grow their winter coat,

Leaves fall into the lake and away they float,

Conkers and twigs fall from the trees,

All of this enveloped by a cool autumn breeze.