Stephen Fowle

Sandown on the Isle of Wight UK

Stephen has been writing sporadically since 2014 and is previously unpublished.During lockdown he has found the time and space again to pick up the quill.

Poem Completed: 19th October 2020

A Different Shade Of Autumn

Morning: dark clouds frown

over a slate-grey world.

A storm rises, snapping 

branches, sucking leaves 

into its dismal squall.

Mid-Afternoon: sunlight gilds the trees

with gold, their shadows silhouetting 

walls and fences. In hedges, 

sparrows forage;

on lawns, the leaves curl 

a different shade

of Autumn.