“In the Autumn of Life”,

By Vipanjeet Kaur

Cajun Mutt Press, featured on November 21, 2022

In the Autumn of my life,

When the wind of reminiscence blows,

The storm of wistful longing rages.

Swirling mists surround me.


Frozen moments of the past melt,

Old memories blow and reel,

Falling eventually on the ground of my heart

from the boughs of my mind:

pale, blur and forsaken;

discoloured and decayed;

dry and broken, they are

raked into a medley of fallen stars.


I pick them up.


They rustle

and finally crumble

with my delicate touch,

leaving specks of dust on the fingers of time.

Copyright ©️ 2022 Vipanjeet Kaur- VJ Poetic Musings

Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 11/21/22

 The poem was featured on the website of Cajun Mutt Press on November 21, 2022

Clicked by Vipanjeet


  1. I have tried to infer your poem ma’am , please correct me if I am wrong , so you have correctly represented old leaves with old memories , we can try to caress these memories but they are dry , or blurred , (I don’t know exactly ) so they crumble like leaves .
    But I would like to know what the autumn represents in relation with memories

    1. Autumn symbolises maturity. It also means that one perceives these fallen memories from a different perspective now. As a result these memories don’t carry the pain/regret/negativity that was associated with them earlier. That burden has lightened as one is going beyond this with the passage of time as one is growing.

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