Poetry Sunday-Gone Are The Days




Gone Are The Days



A nip in the air has hastened the hour

of hardening the soil and death in the bower.

The harvest is done; the cold winds do howl.

Gone are the days of seed and the trowel.



 © Donna Donabella 2012




As November begins, I continue to put the garden to bed cutting back some plants, and leaving others for birds and insects.  I am always amazed at some plants that continue to bloom and grow even in the colder weather.  This year, November has started unseasonably warm.  I hope it continues.



I am joining in with Poets United for their weekly poetry link up for poets who blog.  Visit them to read some more wonderful verse.

web collage

I am also linking in with the I Heart Macro meme hosted by Laura@Shine The Divine that happens every Saturday, and with Judith@Lavender Cottage who is hosting Mosaic Monday.  


I am joining in another wonderful meme at  A Spirit of Simplicity.  It is called Tuesday Afternoon where Kara celebrates a nice slow day in a busy week.  Check out her blog and the meme on Tuesday.



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Special Note:  The pictures here are again from Beaver Lake Nature Center in the Autumn of 2010.




I leave you with a few additional words about the end of the garden season.  I welcome you to download the photo and share it.

goodbye fall

All other photos and original content is copyrighted and the sole property of Donna Donabella @ Living From Happiness, 2014-2015.  Any reprints or use of other photos or content is by permission only.

68 Replies to “Poetry Sunday-Gone Are The Days”

  1. Hello, Donna!
    Your poem describes late autumn beautifully, but once more it is your photos that impress me. I’m totally in love with your first photo. Such wonderful colours and light!
    Thank you for sharing and have a lovely new week!

  2. Hopefully you haven’t been singing all summer like the grasshopper but stored your fruit and veg away to last through the winter like the ant in Aesop’s fable.

  3. Wow – this has the gravitas of some ancient rhyme passed through time and working hands…it is warm here too…which is a bit of a weather and time confusion! Wonderful writing..as always both joyous in a unique way and thoughtful

  4. It seems that both of us were thinking a bit along the same lines this morning. Autumn really does inspire these thoughts, doesn’t it?

  5. I shall never think of it as Spring again – it is your season of ‘seed and trowel’ (how about writing a gardening book Donna with this title – you have to so much experience to pass on and you take a mean shot!)

  6. Autumn brings all these thoughts, how will winter taste this year…? We seem to have similar thoughts in our head.

  7. November has been gentle so far and I am enjoying a bit of sunshine today. Yes, the seasons change and as the song goes so do I. We all change a bit each day. The cycle of life continues and while I do not like snow it can be very beautiful as it blankets the earth. Wishing you a lovely day.

  8. Much has been left for the critters and insects around here. I have a deal with the squirrels in my forest – in a certain area is a stand of hickory trees. I take enough to enjoy the hickory nuts through the winter and leave plenty for them. In return, they don’t drop twigs and nut hulls on my head. It’s taken some time for the truce to take hold, but it words splendidly. We all will rest and gather strength so in the spring, we call all beautifully bloom and bear generous fruit. Loved the cadence and rhyme of ths.

  9. Hello, what a cute poem. I have enjoyed the warmer beginning of this November , I hope it continues too.
    Happy Monday, enjoy your new week!

  10. Your mosaics are very nice this week. We’ve seen a lot of spider webs on our hikes lately but the sun and moisture has to be just right to get good photos. Enjoy your week sweet friend. Hugs, Diane

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