Autumn walk at Stourhead

Jackdaws clamour, and crows in the trees

On the skyline chatter, clattering their black beaks


The sky is dip-dyed pale blue and white

Leaching from the canvas

As the afternoon steals away.

By the bench upon which I sit, a

Tree grows straight as an arrow

Towards the sky.

Clad in autumn plumage,

Its leaves burn yellow

In lambent seasonal flame.

One leaf twirls to the ground,

Its flight a leisurely spiral

Towards the gravel path below.


Inspired by the beautiful National Trust gardens at Stourhead.


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