Autumn

A sensory experience to experience

Hi Friend,

Breaking News: it’s autumn. In honor of the season, I wrote a poem.

An Autumnal Sensory Experience To Be Experienced
With Your Ears, Eyes, and Tongue (In Any Order)

crispy 		snap
	crunch		trickle
				squish
					chshhup 	p-mmshh
						shlloop		pa-goosh!

crisp		sap
	munch		trickle
				drizzle
					munch		mmmm
						shlobblop	swoosh!

cusp		nap-
	brunch		kin
				friend
					clank		hmmm
						shlook		check!

cup		capp
	punch		sip
				steam
					slurp		mmahhh
						shwoo		clink!

This is the 52nd edition of Walter Writes Words. For 52 Fridays (well, 51 Fridays and 1 Sunday), words written by Walter have appeared in this digital space. The earth has returned to the relative location to the Sun where it was when words first began appearing here (it’s a total coincidence that this is also my wedding anniversary).

Thank you, friend/literate-person, for reading my words. I appreciate you and the time you take each week to read this. I hope that I occasionally give you the opportunity to see the world a little differently, or, at least give you an opportunity to smile, roll your eyes, or think thoughtful thoughts.

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In grateful and loving wordy wordiness,

Walter