Poetry Summer’s Wreckage Posted on 09/11/2022 by Khaya Ronkainen / 8 Comments Summer’s wreckage; a darkish startof September days Share this:FacebookPinterestTwitterEmailMoreLinkedInRedditLike this:Like Loading... autumn in Finland, autumn mood, end of summer, micropoetry, poem, seasons change, summer's wreckage Khaya Ronkainen Khaya Ronkainen is a writer, poet and creative professional. Her blog focuses on all things poetry and creative nonfiction. View all posts by Khaya Ronkainen →
Your hiking boots filled with the carefree pickings of wildflowers found along the trail. An ‘artsy action’ photo that tells the story and pleases the eye and soul.
Thank you, Laura. As autumn settles, I am trying embrace the “artsy” side of me a bit more. 🙂
Beauty in transition. At least we know, with seasons, the darkness is followed by light.
What a lovely post, Khaya, from top to bottom. Your boots look just like mine; all I need to do is add the flowers. And a gorgeous poem. Autumn is a season of contrasts for me, and usually a time of slowing down that I desperately look forward too. Enjoy.
It is good assurance, for sure.
Thank you, Diana. And LOL about adding the flowers… 😀 You’re correct though about autumn being a season of contrast. May you embrace all its contrasts, and enjoy it to the fullest! <3
The change of season always feels like a new start to me, but this is a reminder that even new chapters carry traces of the last one in it’s lines.
I can relate. New chapters carry traces of the past for me too.