Awaiting Autumn




The fall season is here according to the calendar, but the temperatures outside my door do not align. I’m being as patient as possible, enduring what feels like an endless summer–which becomes an endless flare-up for my neuropathy pain, that has caused my brain to be rather mushy, my hands not capable of keeping up with the physicality of writing, and my mental health teetering despite my best efforts for balance–and feel strongly that all will be well once the temperatures drop. I can only hope for this, of course. Hope with all my dwindling and fatigued might.

Here is a little poem:

the endless summer
teaches strength
to bear the beaming pains

& humility to ask for help
with tear stains on your face

the bright of day will blend
to gold, to ochre
& smoky grey

the winds will blow from
the mountain guards
scattering lonely clouds away

the air will be pierced with
hometown scents:
the harvests, the apples,
the grain

senses reawaken to the autumnal,
only seasonal love remains


Photo by Arina Krasnikova




Published by Jennifer Patino

Poet.

30 thoughts on “Awaiting Autumn

  1. I’m lucky to live in a moderate climate. I don’t know if I could be as strong as you in coping with the effect of extreme weather on symptoms. Wishing for cooling mountain winds to blow your way soon!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. May the most welcome season come to you soon! We saw our first snow here this week (the meteorologists called it β€˜groppel’ but it was snow as far as I was concerned) and that day I also learned the Ojibwemowin phrase β€œZoogipon” and thought of you. Wishing peace and coolness to you!

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s