Florida’s Fall

Just yesterday the geckos were
still hunting their night prey
under the illumination of the
porch light along the front
of the house. Before they can
shy away, I catch sight of them
flattened against the upper wall
high above the red, front door.

Just yesterday, I spied two toads
as I cleared away some weeds and
brush from plantings out front.

Just yesterday there were bees
buzzing around a small crop
of wildflowers that had bloomed
and formed an oasis of color
without any seeding from me.

Just yesterday a small mouse was
caught on the bird feeder;
determined, he stayed put as I
slowly approached. We eyeballed
each other until his nerves folded
and he scampered up and away
through the boughs of the ligustrum.

Just yesterday the roses were in full
blossom, red, pink, nearly white and
yellow stretching their thorny branches
against the wall and up the arbors that
help support their lanky, heavily
budded limbs.

Just yesterday, the bushy-tailed,
elusive fox was spotted fishing a frog
from the overflowed ditch that runs
behind all the houses. He paused long
enough that I could watch for a few short
minutes and then he vanished under cover
into the wooded, overgrown lot next door.

Just yesterday I came across the black
racer, moving quickly across my path,
eager to hide and disappear into the
wide hedge that lines the sidewalk.

Just yesterday the Mockingbird couple
chattered back and forth until one took
up its singing and the other chimed in
with quick chirps of admiration.

Just yesterday the humidity was at almost
saturation point, it might as well have been
rain that dampened my skin and frizzed my
hair. The afternoon thunderstorm cooled
the temperature but only added to the
heaviness of the air, the only relief–indoors.

But today the humidity has dropped and there’s
a slight chill during the early morning hours.
The sunlight has dimmed slightly and its heat
isn’t as fierce as it has been for several months.
There’s an almost imperceptible change afoot
perhaps only noticed by those who have
lived in these parts for decades…yes, fall has
arrived, I’m sure of it.

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  1. Just a few moments ago I felt like I was hanging out with you yesterday. Nice visualstomach in the words you choose. Great writing.


  2. I love the mouse on the birdfeeder! This is a wonderful poem, full of signs and visuals…the repetition of “just yesterday”…fall does come suddenly in the South, doesn’t it?


  3. This is excellent. The repeated “Just yesterday” phrasing is very effective. Anything and everything can change overnight.


  4. We are lucky to have some sunshine this last week but definitely fall is here as well ~ The misty dawn and cooler temps say it all ~ Too bad on the birds and roses but hopefully it brings a bit of a cool breeze to temper your rising humidity ~ Hope you are well Gayle ~


    • I know when you get to this point with the upcoming winter that you’ll enjoy every little bit of sunshine that you can, Grace. I am doing well, and hope the same for you. xo


  5. oh! what a wonderful litany of outdoor observations!!! I truly enjoyed this poem….I missed the summer because of the unbelievable heat….but I felt I could catch up with the glory of this new Fall through your eyes and observations!!! Absolutely a refreshing romp through the nature out your doorstep.


    • Thank you much, Jane. I just love observing the cycles of nature right outside in my own yard. So much going on if we take the time to look and listen. 🙂

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  6. Summer humidity came back today. I loved your walk through nature. We have some of the some critters here. The blue jays, cardinals and mourning doves share the birdbath. Haven’t seen the black racer for awhile. There is a flock of white ibis that patrol the neighborhood and the sandhill cranes that live year round on the golf course.


    • We have flocks of ibis that patrol our neighborhoods too. There were many in someone’s yard this morning as I headed to watch Mira. Sandhill Cranes are also common in our neighborhoods. I marvel at their stature and beauty! The other day I had to slow down for a tiny armadillo crossing the street. 🙂

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  7. Noticing all the little things in nature…the way we ought to live!


  8. Wonderful how you took us through those subtle seasonal changes using the repetition of yesterday.


  9. I do love all the small stories of nature you are showing, maybe after the transition we are even more aware of past. Never has a rose seemed brighter than when it’s remembered, withered.


    • Thanks, Bjorn, and maybe you’re right about our memories making the withered roses seem even brighter. Beautifully put…


  10. just yesterday, I am dreaming of seeing autumn unveiling. You just gave me one, Gayle! ❤


  11. A smile, starting small, spread all over my face as I read. I love the nerves of the mouse folding away … recognise it … Wonderfully done!


  12. I love the repetion of ‘just yesterday’ like a mantra and the detailed observations of nature going along at its own pace.


  13. I enjoyed your sightings of the wild creatures as you both experience a change in seasons…repetition very effective!


  14. The repetition of “Just Yesterday” stitches this wonderful piece together like a splendid patchwork, Gayle!


  15. bobellal

     /  October 21, 2016

    Just yesterday a blue eyed white wulf appeared. Didn’t even growl. And the lizards ran for cover.

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  16. yes, fall has arrived,
    I’m sure of it.

    An endorsement of a yearning! Fall with its warmth is craved for from the hot summer!



  17. yes, fall has arrived,
    I’m sure of it.

    An endorsement of a yearning! Fall with its warmth is craved for from the hot summer!



  18. We do crave those cool moments because they are so fleeting here at times! It’s nice to feel them now. Thanks for coming by, Hank!


  19. Each ” just yesterday” builds the tension towards your final stanza. Brilliantly composed.


  20. Anonymous

     /  October 22, 2016

    Yes, you have to live here and be observant to notice that fall has come. SO glad it has! You observe beautifully!


  21. Soooo very late to do some final readings here — apologies. This trip planning has been all consuming and we leave tomorrow! Suitcases are still empty…but there are stacks everywhere…in my unorganized fashion of organizing.
    Oh I do love this….the repetition of “just yesterday” carries us through the days…through the happenings…and then the shift in the last stanca, “But today…” it so reminiscient of waking up and recognizing that change in the air, that ending and coming of seasonal change. I especially enjoyed the stanza about the “small mouse.” Made me smile.
    Really enjoyed this one and the temporal pacing through time to another season at our door.


    • Lillian, I can’t believe you’re still reading poetry when you haven’t even packed yet! You are one devoted member of dVerse, I must say. I appreciate your in depth comment as well…very much. I hope you have a wonderful trip and make many, sweet memories on the way. I’ll miss you and look forward to seeing you back here in December. xo

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  22. I love this Gayle. Truly inspired! We don’t have the things of nature you describe here, albeit the roses, but I can see it all and feel as though I am there with you as your seasons change. Beautifully written. 🙂


    • Okay, your comment is now in the proper place, Renee. I appreciated it even when it wasn’t! 😉 Thanks very much.

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      • Thanks Gayle! I am in CA helping my sister as she is dad’s caretaker and with her working full time, even though she has a lady come in a few times a week, there is so much she becomes overwhelmed. But with the weird weather I have now either gotten a cold or severe allergies as I did some painting and a bit of sanding. Hope you are well. 🙂


  23. I like those little moments of encounter with the animals. I think that they are magical and lovely surprises. 😊


  24. Yep, Fall is there.

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