Autumn: a short poem by Frida A Phillips

There’s blue in the sky, and there’s blue in the sea,
And a blue mist is veiling the mountains from me.
A blue wren is calling his mate from the bower,
And there is the butterfly over the flower.

Plumbago blue/zebra blue butterfly enjoying lavender flowers

Plumbago blue/zebra blue butterfly enjoying lavender flowers

There is gold in the sunshine and gold in the sand;
And gold is the poppy I have in my hand.
The golden-red leaves lie thick-strewn on the mould,
For Autumn has come with its blue and its gold.

Superb fairy wren (male)

Superb fairy wren (male)

Frida A. Phillips
Sydney Morning Herald, Sat 26 May 1928, page 13

[Photo: autumn leaves]

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