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16 Original Autumn Poems

Original Autumn Poems

These are original PineTreePoet Autumn poems. They were all written beneath orange and yellow and red canopies, walking along chilly trails, or sitting in front of a big slice of vegan pumpkin pie. Please share this list of Autumn-themed poems with those friends and family whose favorite season is the one I think has the most character.

Autumn is my favorite season to run, hike, wander, eat, and relax. It’s the colors, the flavors, and that Fall smell in the air. To me, Autumn is the season with the best sensations, and abounding inspiration.



Orange and red plumes
of Autumn’s fire across the lake
leaves like birds’ feathers
a thousand pictures
a thousand people take

and such memories
are not vain or unbecoming
for October’s beauty
has not once known
even a shutter of shortcoming

11/7/23 by PineTreePoet


The cold eases over us
just nighttimes and mornings

its arrival gives me happy

10/16/21 by PineTreePoet


Oak tree charade
like them I’m dressed in fall colors
pretending I’m not late.

I’ve stepped out the door
and they’ve thrown an acorn at my head
I should be on time
but I’m looking up instead
tangled in Autumn’s
finest thread.

11/22/23 by PineTreePoet
Raleigh, NC


Nobody is too shy
to shy away
from an offer
of warm pumpkin pie.

10/15/21 by PineTreePoet


Recipes calling for pumpkin
and little tealight candles

pepita pans plenty
carving knives
with bright orange handles.

10/8/21 by PineTreePoet


Days are so much shorter
when Autumn’s hands count the time
but sunsets that much earlier
so really I don’t mind

I hurry toward the glory
fiery leaves the mantle
sky lit on fire
a crisp-air
scented candle

11/7/23 by PineTreePoet


We don’t give gifts for Halloween
because the whole season
is an orange and red and yellow
leaf-wrapped box
of immaterial joy.

10/27/21 by PineTreePoet


Wood spirits
love the fall,
the carving of the gourd.

They watch from nearby canopy
the closest apparition
they can afford.

10/31/21 by PineTreePoet


Ghosts say Boo!
to frighten you and me
and I don’t think
I’d have it any other way.

Let’s make it a whole month
instead of just that single, spooky day.

10/30/21 by PineTreePoet


Boy it sure is chilly
tonight under Autumn’s gaze

and the sun is setting quickly
like an evening
pumpkin blaze.

10/30/21 by PineTreePoet


We’re winding endlessly
through orange and yellow
wind-washed seas,

pines and mossy boulders,
and that fiery mountain-brushing breeze

hardly warm and inviting
it’s more like Summer’s

and Autumn’s come upon me
I’m happy and numb
shortening days’

10/12/21 by PineTreePoet


Kindness in Autumn
is something crisper
than the other kindnesses.

10/19/21 by PineTreePoet


We all need
a chilly mountain
Autumn drive

it’s really something
to make us question
how we spend our time
while we’re alive.

10/23/21 by PineTreePoet


The sunset stole the wind
her breath seemed quite dull

beneath the oranges and pinks and yellows
of an evening in mountainous fall.

I though nothing of her cold kisses
on my all-day hiking cheeks

the sun was setting quickly
and painting her forever reverent peaks.

10/13/21 by PineTreePoet


I’d like to go
for an Autumn run
and keep running
in some
forever Autumn.

11/11/21 by PineTreePoet


October is gone away
another twelfth closer to winter
soon the clocks will take their step
and the jolly axe will splinter.

In the foothills
they’ll have their first snow

soon Earth’s finest colors
the cold wind
and ornamented pine
will stow.

11/1/21 by PineTreePoet

Did you have a favorite Autumn-themed poem?

I’d love to hear which one(s) in the comments below!

Mine is #10. The big orange ball so often referenced in touristy coastal towns makes an unexpected appearance here, celebrating Fall’s shortening days, and all the Autumn sensations that come with them. It also pays homage to the enduring symbol of the season, the pumpkin.

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George Callahan is the creator of Pine Tree Poet. He is an author of fantasy stories and an adventure poet. He prefers mountains and pine trees to most other things, and usually takes his dog Cowboy along for the ride.

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