Two poems about autumn

When I was writing yesterday’s post it reminded me of two poems I wrote in November four years ago. They illustrate how differently one can feel about autumn. Unlike summer which is generally associated with positive things people naturally feel slightly more ambivalent about the season known for death, cold and rain. When I wrote the first poem I was obviously affected by the darker side of autumn:

Poem: Broken

This post is written in response to this week’s Weekly Writing Challenge: Fit to Write. The topic to explore was health, and since I have never had any physical health problems, I decided to focus on mental health. My first attempt was an essay, but I soon got stuck. I was simply not able to write about my own experiences honestly. Maybe I am not quite ready for that yet? In any case, I ended up transforming my thoughts into a poem instead.