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We bring to your attention a thematic selection of poems dedicated to autumn. Autumn is one of the four seasons, which is very often associated in poetry with sadness, as the summer heat leaves and the winter cold approaches, blue sky becomes gray, and all people are immersed in their thoughts and reflections, thus creating masterpieces of poetry - autumn poems about golden autumn.

Autumn

Autumn,
Autumn...
Sun
Damp in the clouds -
Shines even at noon
Dull and timid.
From the cold grove
In field,
On the path
The hare blew -
the first
Snowflake.
T. Belozerov

snowball

Snow flutters, spins,
It's white outside.
And the puddles turned
In cold glass
Where the finches sang in summer
Today - look! -
Like pink apples
On the branches of snowmen.
3. Alexandrova

Here comes autumn

Here is autumn before us:
The field is compressed, the meadow is mowed.
And over the forest shoals
The geese are heading south.
Behind the barn a stack of straw
And rowan in the yard
From the window of my home
It can be seen by rural children.
Frequent rain in the window ringing.
Wind roaming everywhere
Golden leaves drives
By silver water.
V. Prikhodko

Golden Rain

The leaves were flooded with sunshine.
The leaves are soaked in the sun.
Poured, weighed down,
Run and fly
Rustled through the bushes
They jumped over the branches.
The wind turns gold
Sounds like golden rain!
M. Lesovaya

It's raining, cold as ice.
Leaves swirl across the fields.
And geese in a long caravan
They fly over the forest.
I. Bunin

"It's raining down the street..."

It's raining down the street
wet road,
Many drops on glass
And a little warmth.
Like autumn mushrooms
We carry umbrellas
Because in the yard
Autumn has come.
V. Semernin

We can not live in the world without miracles,
They meet us everywhere.
Magic, autumn and fairy forest
He invites us to visit.
The wind will spin to the song of the rain,
Throw leaves at our feet. T
what a beautiful time it is
Miracle Autumn came to us again.
M. Sidorova

"Autumn has come..."

Autumn has come,
Our garden turned yellow.
Leaves on a birch
They burn with gold.
Don't hear merry
Nightingale song.
The birds have flown away
To distant lands.
A. Erikeev

Autumn

Birch braids unraveled,
The maples clapped their hands,
The cold winds have come
And the poplars flooded.
Willows drooped by the pond,
Aspens trembled
Oaks, always huge,
It's like they've gotten smaller.
Everything calmed down, cringed,
It drooped, turned yellow.
Only the Christmas tree is pretty
She got better for the winter.
M. Sadovsky

Melting in the high skies
Lonely thin beam
Flocks of birds fly away
Clouds are flying.
I. Nikitin

patchwork quilt
On the trees
There are few leaves.
On the ground -
Overwhelming.
From patchwork
Blanket
goodbye
Autumn
Sews.
S. Ostrovsky

Golden leaves fall, fly,
Golden leaves cover the garden.
There are many golden leaves on the paths,
We will make a good bouquet of them,
We'll put the bouquet in the middle of the table,
Golden autumn has come to visit us.
E. Blaginina

"In the aspen forest..."

In the aspen forest
Aspens tremble.
Breaks the wind
From aspens scarves.
He is on the path
Throw off scarves -
In the aspen forest
Autumn will come.
V. Stepanov

The sun is tired
You are warming up!
Yellow and scarlet
Sheets are spinning.
In the rustle and in the rustle
Our autumn garden
Heaps on the paths
The motley ones lie down.
M. Pozharova

Yellow maples cried at night.
They remembered the maples, how green they were ...
It also dripped from the yellow birch.
So the birch was crying too...
E. Moshkovskaya

Rain

rain,
The rain is drizzling
Autumn.
Sowing rain through a sieve
The smoke is grey.
Rain - artist:
He's drawing
puddles,
And he plays the trumpets
No worse.
Here comes the gray snow
Lie thick.
How good is
And sad.
R.Sef

It's raining

Cloud-cat, tail pipe,
A cloud with a long beard
Cloud-horse, cloud-beetle...
And there are only two hundred of them.
The poor clouds are very crowded,
There is no place for clouds in the sky.
All two hundred will quarrel,
And then they will pay together.
And the people below shout:
"Run away it's raining!»
D. Lukic

autumn hello

wind postman
Delivered letters,
Dul, he tried,
Sparing no effort.
Colored on foliage
hello autumn,
Rain lingering
Sprinkles your answer.
The pond was covered
notes of rain,
The sky is writing a song
Leaving in autumn.
T. Marshalova

leaf fall

Fallen leaves conversation Barely audible:
- We are from maples...
- We are from apple trees ...
- We are with cherries ...
- From the aspen ...
- From bird cherry...
- From oak...
- From the birch...
Falling leaves everywhere
On the threshold of frost!
Y. Kapotov

leaf fall

Falling leaves!
Falling leaves!
Forest autumn caulking.
Cannabis flew,
The edges became red,
The wind flew past
The wind whispered to the forest:
- Don't complain to the doctor
I treat freckles:
I'll cut off all the redheads,
I'll throw them in the grass!
N. Minsky

How good it is to visit autumn
Among the golden birches...
They wouldn't throw more gold,
There would be a forest, crimson and quiet.
More often the sun is tired
Stayed in the golden forest
To protect from the wind
Forest late beauty.
N. Naydenova

autumn leaf

Outside the window, the autumn leaf turned yellow,
Broke off, spun, flew.
The yellow leaf made friends with the breeze,
Everyone is spinning and playing under the window.
And when the cheerful wind flew away,
The yellow leaf on the asphalt got bored.
I went into the yard and picked up a leaf,
I brought it home and gave it to my mom.
You can't leave him outside.
Let him live all winter with me.
O. Chusovitina

Windy, windy
The whole earth is ventilated
Wind leaves from twigs
Dispersed around the world:
lime, birch,
Yellow leaf and pink
Red, colorful,
Old sheet of newspaper.
Sunny, windy
Windy, windy!
I. Tokmakova

Cranes

Above the brown field of hemp
Cranes fly lazily
Flying, calling to each other,
They look at everything, say goodbye -
With green trees
With birches and maples.
With valleys, lakes, With native expanses.
G. Ladonshchikov

"Kru-kru"

Kru - mutter softly
Cranes above us.
Kru - falling in circles
yellow leaves,
As if repeating
Following the cranes
Kru-kru-kru -
Autumn song words.
Kru - flies in a circle
The song is simple.
sad branches
The poplars are waving.
- Goodbye, summer!
- Goodbye, flock...
Kru-kru-kru -
The round earth is spinning.
V. Stepanov

Autumn - grandma

In a faded gray scarf
Autumn is coming - grandmother
By the river, in an empty forest,
Where the grass withered.
And knocks her stick
About snags, foam,
And they look from the box
Frail feathers.
Will take off the mittens later -
Knitted, not purchased -
And they ring in her can
Pink cranberries.
Stroking with a dry hand
Shedding hare...
Walks-wanders across the river
Autumn is real.
L. Fadeeva

Autumn

Autumn put on a colorful sarafan,
A yellow handkerchief, bast shoes with a tuck,
I went out onto the porch at the foggy dawn,
She shrugged her shoulder: cold and damp.
It's warm under the porch, the yellow leaf is falling,
At the well, the puddle did not dry out during the night.
Don't look at your shoulders cold wind,
Go to the hut, but close the window.
Heat the stove, light the torch,
While away the dark hours behind the spinning wheel.
O. Belyaevskaya

Raindrops are flying

Flying, raindrops are flying
You won't leave the gate.
Along the wet path
Raw fog creeps in.
By the fallen pines
And fiery rowans
Autumn comes and sows
Fragrant mushrooms!
I. Demyanov

At first the wind rustled like an aspen.
Then a ridge of clouds passed over the forest.
Then the rain stopped. And the moose trail
Filled with heavenly water.
According to the best of forest paths,
Snorting and wrinkling his nose,
hedgehog
Cautious hedgehog
He carried four drops on the needles.
I. Smolnikov

A hedgehog curled up under a bush
Wet and prickly.
And the rain falls over the forest,
Dispersing clouds.
Dressed in red leaves,
Smiling stump.
Stayed dry all summer
And now it's soaking wet.
I. Mogilevskaya

Autumn

Cowberry ripens
The days got colder
And from the bird's cry
The heart is only sadder.

Flocks of birds fly away
Away, beyond the blue sea.
All the trees are shining
In multi-colored attire.

The sun laughs less
There is no incense in flowers.
Autumn will wake up soon -
And cry awake.
K. Balmont

White day is short.
Evenings are longer.
quail cries
Less and sadder
Autumn invisible
Came down to earth
bluish gray haze
Covered the sky...
N. Nekrasov

Autumn

Spreading wide wings
Above the yellow expanse of fields
A squadron floats in the sky
Cranes rushing south.
Autumn diligent wind
Foliage smashed along the roads,
And in the city yesterday at dawn
The last convoy has been sent.
M. Isakovsky

September

By the scarlet feathers of the bullfinch
The chill of September is flowing.
In a dry forest, the slumber of pines,
Peace emanates from the fields...
Our autumn goes south
holding on to a thread
Cranes.
T. Belozerov

Autumn

Autumn walks along the path
Wet her feet in puddles.
It's raining
And there is no light.
Lost somewhere summer.

Autumn is coming
Autumn wanders.
Wind with maple leaves
Reset.

Under your feet rug new,
yellow-pink -
Maple.
V. Avdienko

In the deep blue
orange-al,
maple leaf
He flew over me.
I run next:
He seems to be teasing
Beckoned somewhere
Follow me.
Leaf,
Tired of circling in the sky,
Sat trustingly
On the palm of my hand.
G. Osinina

Late fall

The shore is timid
Brittle ice falls.
Sad gray cloud
Floats along the bottom of the pond.
Harsh breathes in autumn
Clear water.
Trees shed their leaves
Facing the cold.
G. Ladonshchikov

Maple and Christmas trees

hopes
To the rescue
Not! -
autumn maple
Half-naked.
And the wind is a thief
Try happy -
Rip off
Golden outfit.
But don't give up
Christmas trees -
Ostroy
They have
Needles!
S. Ostrovsky

Autumn chores

How much trouble for squirrels! The walnut ripens
Sour forest apples and mountain ash,
Viburnum blushed through the bushes, -
Caring housewives have a hurry:
It is necessary to gather porcini mushrooms,
String them on pine branches,
Caulk the hollow with new moss,
Grass and leaves to drag into the nest.
That's why there's bustle in the forest
And without wind in the movement of the top,
That's why around the shaggy stump
Exploded mosses of multi-colored pillows.
O. Belyaevskaya

Autumn gamma

Empty siskin's nest.
Before.
Autumn day in the yard.
Re.
The wind howls outside the door.
Before. Re. Mi.
Bright days empty column.
F.
The whole earth turned white.
La.
Ice in the puddles, like salt.
Salt.
Wear a warm hat.
Si.
Before. Re. Mi. F. Salt. La. Si. Before.
Rain. Rain. Rain. Rain. Snow!
L. Stanchev

leaf fall

circled over me
Rain of mischievous leaves.
How good is he!
Where else can you find such
Without end and without beginning?
I began to dance under him,
We danced like friends
Rain of leaves and me.
L. Razvodova

Autumn

In a golden carriage
What's with the playful horse
Autumn galloped
Through forests and fields.
good sorceress
Changed everything
bright yellow color
Decorated the earth.
Sleepy month from the sky
Surprised by a miracle
Everything around sparkles
Everything spills over.
Y. Kapustina

Autumn

On a bush-bush -
yellow leaves,
A cloud hangs in blue -
So it's time for autumn!

In the red leaves of the bank.
Each leaf is like a flag.
Our autumn park has become stricter.
All covered in bronze!

Autumn seems to me too
Getting ready for October...
In the red leaves of the bank.
Each leaf is like a flag!
I. Demyanov

Autumn leaves

Empty birdhouse,
The birds have flown
Leaves on the trees
It also doesn't fit.
All day today
Everyone is flying, flying...
Apparently, also in Africa
They want to fly.
I. Tokmakova

November

Maples are flying faster and faster,
Darker and darker is the low vault of heaven,
Everything is clearer, how the crowns are empty,
You can hear more and more how the forest grows numb...
And increasingly hiding in the darkness
The sun cooled to the earth.
I. Maznin

Swifts

Swifts flew away today ...
- And where did you go, tell me?
- And they flew there,
Where the days are warm in the sun
Where there is no winter at all.
But we are still dearer to them!
And they will arrive in the spring
And again they whistle in the sky.
E. Trutneva

Autumn calendar

Today
Streets
In chaos.
In town
From the mountains
went down
Autumn -
With my calendar
Tear-off leaves in it.
Them,
Tearing down
Wind
Wears -
scattered,
rustling
All around.
S. Ostrovsky

autumn

Autumn has come
dried flowers,
And look sad
Bare bushes.

Wither and turn yellow
Grass in the meadows
Only turns green
Winter in the fields.

A cloud covers the sky
The sun doesn't shine
The wind howls in the field
The rain is drizzling.

Noisy water
fast stream,
The birds have flown away
To warm climes.
A. Pleshcheev

Rain yesterday morning
In glass windows pounded,
Fog over the ground
I got up with clouds.

At noon the rain stopped
And that white fluff
On the autumn mud
The snow began to fall.

The night has passed. Dawn,
There are no clouds anywhere.
The air is light and clean
And the river froze.

In yards and houses
Snow lies in sheets
And shines from the sun
Colored fire...
I. Nikitin

All year round. October

In October, in October
Frequent rain outside.
Grass is dead in the meadows
The grasshopper was silent.
Firewood prepared
For the winter for stoves.
S. Marshak

November

The tree became more noticeable in the forest,
It is tidy and empty.
And naked as a panicle
Clogged with mud by the countryside,
Blown with hoar frost,
Trembling, whistling vine bush.
A. Tvardovsky

From the novel "Eugene Onegin"

Already the sky was breathing in autumn,
The sun shone less
The day was getting shorter
Forests mysterious canopy
FROM sad noise got naked
Fog fell on the fields
Noisy geese caravan
Stretched to the south: approaching
Pretty boring time;
November was already at the yard.
A. Pushkin

Carpet tracks

Somewhere behind the autumn clouds
The crane hushed up the conversation.
On the paths where the summer ran,
Multi-colored laid down carpet.

The sparrow was sad outside the window,
Unusually quiet at home.
On autumn carpets
Winter is slowly coming.
V. Orlov

Boring picture!
Clouds without end
The rain is pouring down
Puddles on the porch.

stunted rowan
Wet under the window;
Looks village
Gray spot.

What are you visiting early
Autumn, come to us?
Still asks the heart
Light and warmth!
A. Pleshcheev

Autumn

The summer threw off the green caftan,
The larks whistled to their heart's content.
Autumn, dressed in a dark fur coat,
I walked through the forests with a whisk,

To enter a zealous hostess
In the snowy forest chambers
A dandy in a white flyer -
Russian ruddy winter!
D. Kedrin

The wind broke out
In the forest glade
spun the aspen
In a red dress.
And a leaf from a birch
golden bee
Curls and flies
Above the thorny tree.
And under the Christmas tree
They paved the bridge...
Goodbye tree
Come visit us!
E. Trutneva

Umbrella
M. Sidorova

If it's pouring rain
I take an umbrella with me
Very bright and big
Yellow-red-blue.
Whoever meets
Very surprised.
The people around say:
“This is such a miracle! The umbrella is coming!
Even a little embarrassing
That I can't see at all...

autumn treasure
I. Pivovarova

Yellow coins fall from a branch.
There's a treasure under your feet!
This autumn is golden
Gives leaves, not counting.
Gives golden leaves
To you and to us
And everyone in a row.

Autumn
T. Belozerov

Autumn,
Autumn…
Sun
Damp in the clouds -
Shines even at noon
Dull and timid.
From the cold grove
In field,
On the path
The hare blew -
the first
Snowflake.

The winds are blowing
A. Koltsov

The winds are blowing
winds are violent,
The clouds are walking
The clouds are dark.
Can't see them
white light;
Can't see them
Red sun.

leaf fall
Y. Korinets

Leaves flutter in the air
All Moscow is in yellow leaves.
We are sitting at the window
And we look outside.
Leaves whisper:
- Let's fly away! -
And dive into the puddle.

aspen
I. Tokmakova

Aspen chills,
Worth the wind.
Moaning in the sun
Freezes in the heat.
Give Aspen
Coat and boots.
Gotta get warm
Poor donkey.

Oak
I. Tokmakova

rain and wind oak
Not afraid at all.
Who said that oak
Scared to catch a cold?
After all, before late autumn
It stands green.
So the oak is hardy,
So it's hot!

colorful wind
V. Stepanov

Following the summer autumn is coming,
The wind sings yellow songs to her.
Leaves spread red underfoot,
A white snowflake flies into the blue.

Bug
A. Barto

We didn't see the beetle
And the winter frames were closed,
And he's alive, he's still alive
Buzzing in the window
Spreading my wings...
And I call my mother for help:
- There's a live beetle!
Let's open the frame!

Has risen, the weather is noisy
I. Nikitin

Got up, making noise
bad weather,
Low boron raw
Leans over.

Walk, swim
Clouds across the sky.
Autumn night
Blacker than a crow.

Autumn
I. Vinokurov

Autumn is walking in our park,
Autumn gives gifts to everyone:
Red beads - rowan,
Pink apron - aspen,
Yellow umbrella - poplars,
Autumn gives us fruits.

What will autumn bring us?
L. Nekrasova

What will autumn bring us?
What will autumn bring us?
- Ruddy apples, sweet honey,
Ruddy apples, sweet honey!

What will autumn bring us?
What will autumn bring us?
- A full garden of various vegetables,
A vegetable garden full of vegetables!

What will autumn bring us?
What will autumn bring us?
- Golden bread for the whole year,
Golden bread for the whole year!

It's raining down the street
V. Semernin

It's raining down the street
wet road,
Many drops on glass
And a little warmth.

Like autumn mushrooms
We carry umbrellas
Because in the yard
Autumn has come.

It's raining
D. Lukic

Cloud-cat, tail pipe,
A cloud with a long beard
Cloud-horse, cloud-beetle ...
And there are only two hundred of them.
The poor clouds are very crowded,
There is no place for clouds in the sky.
All two hundred will quarrel,
And then they will pay together.
And the people below shout:
"Run, it's raining!"

Golden leaves fall, fly
E. Blaginina

Autumn has come
A. Erikeev

Autumn has come,
Our garden turned yellow.
Leaves on a birch
They burn with gold.
Don't hear merry
Nightingale song.
The birds have flown away
To distant lands.

Golden Rain
M. Lessovaya

Autumn leaves
I. Tokmakova

Empty birdhouse,
The birds have flown
Leaves on the trees
It also doesn't fit.
All day today
Everyone is flying, flying ...
Apparently, also in Africa
They want to fly.

White day is short
N. Nekrasov

White day is short.
Evenings are longer.
quail cries
Less and sadder
Autumn invisible
Came down to earth
bluish gray haze
Covered the sky...

A selection of beautiful and short poems about autumn for children junior group kindergarten. Children start going to kindergarten from the age of 3, so here you will also find poems about autumn for children 3 years old. These verses are simpler and shorter, but also very beautiful. Read about how to learn poetry with a baby.

Umbrella

M. Sidorova

autumn treasure

I. Pivovarova

Yellow coins fall from a branch.
There's a treasure under your feet!
This autumn is golden
Gives leaves, not counting.
Gives golden leaves
To you and to us
And everyone in a row.

Sparrow

V. Stepanov

Autumn looked into the garden -
The birds have flown away.
Outside the window rustling in the morning
Yellow blizzards.
Under the feet of the first ice
Crumbles, breaks.
The sparrow in the garden will sigh
And sing -
He is shy.

Autumn

M. Evensen

Falling, falling leaves
Leaf fall in our garden...
yellow, red leaves
They curl in the wind, they fly.

Birds fly south
Geese, rooks, cranes.
Here is the last flock
Wings flapping in the distance.
Let's take a basket in our hands,
Let's go to the forest for mushrooms
Stumps and paths smell
Delicious autumn mushroom.

Autumn

E. Intulov

Crow cries in the sky:
— Karr!
There's a fire in the forest, there's a fire in the forest!
And it was just very:
Autumn settled in it.

Autumn

T. Belozerov

Autumn,
Autumn…
Sun
Damp in the clouds -
Shines even at noon
Dull and timid.
From the cold grove
In field,
On the path
The hare blew -
the first
Snowflake.

The winds are blowing

A. Koltsov

The winds are blowing
winds are violent,
The clouds are walking
The clouds are dark.
Can't see them
white light;
Can't see them
Red sun.

October

V. Berestov

Here is a maple leaf on a branch.
It looks like new now!
All ruddy, golden.
Where are you, leaf? Wait!

leaf fall

Y. Korinets

Leaves flutter in the air
All Moscow is in yellow leaves.
We are sitting at the window
And we look outside.
Leaves whisper:
- Let's fly away! —
And dive into the puddle.

The birds have flown away

S. Ostrovsky

flew away
Birds.
Forest
Summer
Dreaming.
Will not freeze
Until spring -
Warm the forest in winter
Dreams.

Melting in the high skies

I. Nikitin

Melting in the high skies
Lonely thin beam
Flocks of birds fly away
Clouds are flying.

Cranes

V. Stepanov

Here comes autumn
It's time for the cranes to fly...
Cranes walk in the meadow,
They don't touch the ground.

aspen

I. Tokmakova

Aspen chills,
Worth the wind.
Moaning in the sun
Freezes in the heat.
Give Aspen
Coat and boots.
Gotta get warm
Poor donkey.

Behind the spring, the beauty of nature

A. Pushkin

For the spring, the beauty of nature,
The sultry summer will pass -
And fog and bad weather
Late autumn brings:
People are bored, people are sad;
birdie in distant countries,
To a warm land, beyond the blue sea
Flies away until spring.

Oak

I. Tokmakova

rain and wind oak
Not afraid at all.
Who said that oak
Scared to catch a cold?
After all, until late autumn
It stands green.
So the oak is hardy,
So it's hot!

colorful wind

V. Stepanov

Summer is followed by autumn
The wind sings yellow songs to her.
Leaves spread red underfoot,
A white snowflake flies into the blue.

Bug

We didn't see the beetle
And the winter frames were closed,
And he's alive, he's still alive
Buzzing in the window
Spreading my wings...
And I call my mother for help:
- There is a live beetle!
Let's open the frame!

Leaves

Why are trees in autumn?
Dropping leaves?
Why are trees in winter
Stripping around?
And trees also need
Undress before bed!

Has risen, the weather is noisy

I. Nikitin

Got up, making noise
bad weather,
Low boron raw
Leans over.

Walk, swim
Clouds across the sky.
Autumn night
Blacker than a crow.

Website "Mom can do anything!" collected the most beautiful poems about autumn for children. They will create a special autumn mood, as well as introduce you to the peculiarities of nature at this time of the year. These verses will not only expand their horizons, but also show the child all the beauty of golden autumn.

These verses are suitable for memorization, for reading in kindergarten or school. They can be told at the autumn festival or simply read after a walk in the park.

Autumn
If in the trees
the leaves turned yellow
If the edge is far
the birds have flown
If the sky is gloomy
if it's raining,
It's the time of year
called autumn.
(M. Khodyakova)

Autumn

I walk, I'm sad alone:
Autumn is around.
Yellow leaf in the river
summer is gone.
I throw him a circle
your last wreath.
Only summer can not be saved
if the day is autumn.
(G.M. Novitskaya)

In the aspen forest

In the aspen forest
Aspens tremble.
Breaks the wind
From aspens scarves.
He is on the path
Helmets will drop -
In the aspen forest
Autumn will come.
(V. Stepanov)

Raindrops are flying

Flying, raindrops are flying
You won't leave the gate.
Along the wet path
Raw fog creeps. By the saddened pines
And fiery rowans
Autumn comes and sows
Fragrant mushrooms!
(Ivan Demyanov)

leaf fall

leaf fall,
Falling leaves!
Yellow birds fly...
Maybe it's not a bird
Are you going on a long journey?
Maybe this
Just summer
Flying away to rest?
will rest,
Strength will be gained
And back to us
Will return.
(I. Bursov)

autumn treasure
Yellow coins fall from a branch ...
There's a treasure under your feet!
This autumn is golden
Gives leaves without counting
Gives golden leaves
To you and to us
And everyone in a row.
(I. Pivovarova)

autumn tears

Wept at night
Yellow maples.
Remember maples,
How green they were.
from yellow birch
It also dripped.
So birch too
Cried...
(E. Mashkovskaya)

Sad time! Oh charm!

Sad time! Oh charm!
Your farewell beauty is pleasant to me -
I love the magnificent nature of wilting,
Forests clad in crimson and gold,
In their canopy of the wind noise and fresh breath,
And the heavens are covered with mist,
And a rare ray of sun, and the first frosts,
And distant gray winter threats.
(A. S. Pushkin)

***
Plums are scattered in the garden,
A noble treat for wasps…
Yellow leaf bathed in the pond
And welcomes early autumn.
He pretended to be a ship
The wind of wandering shook him.
So we'll follow him
To berths unknown in life. And we already know by heart:
In a year there will be a new summer.
Why the universal sadness
In every line in the poetry of poets?
Is it because the traces on the dew
Will the showers wash away and the winters get cold?
Is it because the moments are all
Fleeting and unique?
(Lyudmila Kuznetsova)

***
In the morning we go to the yard -
Leaves fall like rain
Rustle underfoot
And fly... fly... fly...
Gossamer webs fly
With spiders in the middle
And high from the ground
The cranes flew by.
Everything flies! It must be
Our summer is flying by.

(E. Trutneva)

Autumn
Wait, autumn, don't rush
Unwind your rains
Spread your fogs
on the rough river surface.
Slow down, autumn, show
I turn yellow leaves,
Let me make sure, don't rush
How fresh is your silence

And how bottomless the sky is blue
Over the hot flame of aspens ...

(L. Tatyanicheva)

September
Summer is ending
Summer ends!
And the sun don't shine
And hiding somewhere.
And the rain is a first grader,
A little shy
In oblique line
Lining the window.
(I. Tokmakova)

leaf fall
Leaves flutter in the air
All Moscow is in yellow leaves.
We are sitting at the window
And we look outside.
Leaves whisper: - Let's fly away! —
and dive into the puddle.
(Yu. Korinets)

Autumn
Cowberry ripens
The days got colder
And from the bird's cry
In the heart it became sadder. Flocks of birds fly away
Away, beyond the blue sea.
All the trees are shining
In a multi-colored dress. The sun laughs less often,
There is no incense in flowers.
Autumn will wake up soon
And he will cry awake. (Konstantin Balmont)

***
Boring picture!
Clouds without end
The rain is pouring down
Puddles on the porch…
stunted rowan
Wet under the window
Looks village
Gray spot.
What are you visiting early
Autumn, come to us?
Still asks the heart
Light and warmth!
(Alexey Pleshcheev)

October
Here is a maple leaf on a branch.
It looks like new now!
All ruddy, golden.
Where are you, leaf? Wait!
(V.D. Berestov)

autumn song
The summer has passed
Autumn has come.
In fields and groves
Empty and dull. The birds flew away,
The days got shorter
The sun is not visible
Dark, dark nights.

(Alexey Pleshcheev)

mischievous people
circled over me
Rain of mischievous leaves.
How good is he!
Where else can you find one like this?
Without end and without beginning?
I began to dance under him,
We danced like friends
Rain of leaves and me.
(L. Razvodova)

Autumn

On a bush-bush -
yellow leaves,
A cloud hangs in the blue, -
So it's time for autumn!
In the red leaves of the bank.
Each leaf is like a flag.
Our autumn park has become stricter.
All covered in bronze!
Autumn seems to me too
Getting ready for October...
In the red leaves of the bank.
Each leaf is like a flag!
(Ivan Demyanov)

Indian summer

Indian summer has come -
Days of farewell warmth.
Warmed by the late sun
The fly came to life in the crack.
Sun! What in the world is more beautiful
After a chilly day?
Gossamer light yarn
Wrapped around a knot. Tomorrow it will rain fast,
A cloud covering the sun.
Silver gossamer
There are two or three days left.
Have pity, autumn! Give us light!
Protect from winter darkness!
Have pity on us, Indian summer:
These cobwebs are us.
(D.B. Kedrin)

October
It's been raining since morning
It pours as if from a bucket,
And like big flowers
Umbrellas unfurl.

November
Hands get cold in November
Cold, wind in the yard,
Late autumn brings
First snow and first ice.
(A. Berlova)

Autumn
Autumn has come
dried flowers,
And look sad
Bare bushes.
Wither and turn yellow
Grass in the meadows
Only turns green
Winter in the fields. A cloud covers the sky,
The sun doesn't shine
The wind howls in the field
The rain is drizzling.
Noisy water
fast stream,
The birds have flown away
To warm climes.
(Alexey Pleshcheev)

Autumn
Gives autumn miracles
And what!
The forests are dressed up
In golden hats.
On a stump they sit in a crowd
red mushrooms,
And the spider is a dodger! -
Pulls the network somewhere.
Rain and withered grass
Sleepy more often at night
Incomprehensible words
They mumble until the morning.
(M. Geller)

***
A fox passed under a bush
And burned the leaves
tail.
Fire climbed the branches
And blazed
Autumn forest.
(N. Krasilnikov)

autumn

In the crane sky
The wind carries clouds.
The willow whispers to the willow:
"Autumn. Autumn again!”
Leaves yellow downpour,
The sun is below the pines.
Willow whispers:
"Autumn. Autumn soon!"
Frost on the shrub
White cry sketched.
The oak whispers to the mountain ash:
"Autumn. Autumn soon!"
Fir trees whisper
In the middle of the forest:
“Soon will notice
And it will start flying soon!”
(A. Efimtsev)

harvest festival
Autumn decorates the squares
Multicolored foliage.
Autumn feeds the harvest
Birds, animals and you and me. And in the gardens, and in the garden,
Both in the forest and by the water.
Prepared by nature
All kinds of fruits. Cleaning is in progress in the fields -
People collect bread.
The mouse drags the grain into the mink,
To have lunch in winter. Squirrels dry roots,
bees store honey.
Grandma cooks jam
Puts apples in the cellar. Harvest is born -
Collect the gifts of nature!
In the cold, in the cold, in bad weather
The harvest will come in handy!

(Tatyana Bokova)

Autumn
Autumn is coming
In our park
Gives autumn
Gifts for all:
Red beads -
Rowan,
Pink apron -
aspen,
Umbrella yellow -
poplars,
Fruits autumn
Gives us.

(I. Vinokurov)

Autumn
Slow down, autumn, don't rush
Unwind your rains
Spread your fogs
on the rough river surface.

Slow down, autumn, show
I turn yellow leaves,
Let me make sure, don't rush
How fresh is your silence

And how bottomless the sky is blue
Over the hot flame of aspens ...
(L. Tatyanicheva)

***
leaf fall, leaf fall,
The yellow leaves are flying.
Yellow maple, yellow beech,
Yellow circle in the sky.
Yellow yard, yellow house.
The whole earth is yellow all around.
yellowness, yellowness,
So autumn is not spring.
(V. Nirovich)

Leaf walker

Red rain falls from the sky,
The wind carries red leaves ...
leaf fall,
change of seasons,
Leaf walker on the river, leaf walker.
The sides of the river freeze,
And there is nowhere to go from frost.
The river was covered with a fox coat,
But trembling
And can't get warm.
(V. Shulzhik)

Autumn
Empty birdhouse -
The birds have flown
Leaves on the trees
It also doesn't fit.
All day today
Everything is flying, flying...
Apparently, also in Africa
They want to fly.
(I.P. Tokmakova)

***
October has come
the grove is shaking off
Last sheets
from their bare branches;
The autumn chill blew
the road is freezing. The murmur is still running
behind the mill stream,
But the pond was already frozen;
my neighbor is in a hurry
In the departing fields with his hunt,
And suffer winter
from crazy fun
And the barking of dogs wakes
dormant oak trees.
(A.S. Pushkin)

***
The fields are compressed, the groves are bare,
Fog and damp from the water.
Wheel behind the blue mountains
The sun went down quietly.

The blasted road is slumbering.
She dreamed today
What is very, very little
It remains to wait for the gray winter ... (Sergey Yesenin)

gold autumn
Autumn. Fairy tale,
All open for review.
clearings of forest roads,
Looking into the lakes

Like in an art exhibition:
Halls, halls, halls, halls
Elm, ash, aspen
Unprecedented in gilding.

Linden hoop gold -
Like a crown on a newlywed.
Birch face - under the veil
Wedding and transparent.

buried earth
Under foliage in ditches, pits.
In the yellow maples of the wing,
As if in gilded frames.

Where are the trees in September
At dawn they stand in pairs,
And sunset on their bark
Leaves an amber trail.

Where you can not step into the ravine,
So that everyone does not know:
So raging that not a step
A tree leaf underfoot.

Where it sounds at the end of the alleys
Echoes at the steep slope
And dawn cherry glue
Freezes in the form of a clot.

Autumn. ancient corner
Old books, clothes, weapons,
Where is the treasure catalog
Flips through the cold.
(Boris Pasternak)

Before the rain
A mournful wind drives
I flock to the edge of heaven.
Broken spruce groans,
The dark forest whispers dully.

On the stream, pockmarked and motley,
A leaf flies after a leaf,
And a stream, dry and sharp;
The cold is coming.

Twilight falls on everything,
Flying from all sides,
Whirling in the air with a cry
A flock of jackdaws and crows...

(Nikolai Nekrasov)

Already the sky was breathing in autumn,
The sun shone less
The day was getting shorter
Forests mysterious canopy
She stripped naked with a sad noise.

Fog fell on the fields
Noisy geese caravan
Stretched to the south: approaching
Pretty boring time;
November was already at the yard.

(A.S. Pushkin)

The swallows are gone...
The swallows are gone
And yesterday dawn
All the rooks flew
Yes, like a network, flickered
Over that mountain.

In the evening everyone sleeps
It's dark outside.
The leaf falls dry
At night the wind is angry
Yes, knock on the window.

It would be better if snow and blizzard
Happy to meet you!
As if in fear
Shouting out to the south
The cranes are flying.

You will leave - willy-nilly
It's hard - even cry!
Look across the field
Tumbleweed
Jumps like a ball.
(A.A. Fet)

leaf fall
Forest, like a painted tower,
Purple, gold, crimson,
Cheerful, colorful wall
It stands over a bright meadow.

Birches with yellow carving
Shine in blue azure,
Like towers, Christmas trees darken,
And between the maples they turn blue
Here and there
through foliage
Clearances in the sky, that windows.

The forest smells of oak and pine,
During the summer it dried up from the sun,
And Autumn is a quiet widow
He enters his motley tower ...
(Ivan Bunin)

Glorious autumn
Glorious autumn
Healthy, vigorous
Air tired forces invigorates;
Ice is fragile
on the cold river
as if
melting sugar lies;
Near the forest
like a soft bed
You can sleep -
peace and space!
Leaves fade
haven't made it yet
Yellow and fresh lie,
like a carpet. Glorious autumn!
frosty nights,
Clear, quiet days...
There is no ugliness in nature!
And bumps
And moss swamps, and stumps -
All is well under the moonlight
Everywhere I recognize my dear Russia ...
I'm flying fast
on cast iron rails,
I think my mind...
(N.A. Nekrasov)

Autumn is a wonderful time, evoking melancholy and sad thoughts. A time of sleet and heavy rains. It is best to sit by the window with a mug of hot tea... This is what adults think, but for children it is autumn, the time for classes to start, the opportunity to collect an autumn herbarium from colorful leaves in the forest. Contests are held in kindergartens, an autumn ball is held, in which children show their creative side. The best way demonstrate wit - tell a poem. Surprise educators and relatives, learn with your child poems about autumn for children 3-4 years old to memorize. Examples of ready-made quatrains presented on our website will help you to distinguish yourself with originality and spontaneity. Happy reading!

Poems about autumn

Here comes the autumn
The time has come for the rains
The wind swirled the leaves
The morning is getting colder!

Spinning in the autumn waltz
crimson foliage,
Openwork yellow lace
She is decorated!
And the sky frowns modestly,
It will probably rain!
The cat on the fence squints
Hiding the shiver from everyone!

Autumn is a wonderful time!
colorful leaves time,
have fun kids,
In this fabulous burden!

autumn leaf fall,
Landscape of nature itself!
It rustles so loudly
Foliage from the weather!
The forest is wrapped in a cloak!
Can't describe in words
That miracle of miracles
With purple carpets!

It's a little sad that summer has flown by
And the carefree days are over!
We will not be sad for a long time about this!
Autumn will give us petals as a gift,
That whirl in the air in the rhythm of a waltz,
Falling, rising up...
Dance tango, rock and roll and salsa
Freeze in place - just touch!

We will put on a hat with a jacket
Let's run into the autumn forest,
Let's play tag with leaves
Let's not fall to the ground!

Well, let it rain torrentially,
The autumn breeze is blowing!
We admire the fallen leaves
There is no better autumn day!

Indian summer has come
Warm days are
All the trees are dressed up
In an amazing outfit!

Whirled in a melodic dance
Multi-colored leaves round dance!
As a writer, very poetic,
Autumn is waiting for its turn!

Autumn has come
Queen of the Year!
We like it very much
Autumn weather!
Let's collect a herbarium
And give to mom.
Leaf fall in full swing
The autumn forest is frozen!

The kids rush to the yard
Collect leaves.
Let's lay out a pattern from the foliage,
And pick flowers!
Here is our bouquet
Mommy gift!
There is no more beautiful autumn!
Though the day is not bright!

Summer has flown by
Autumn has come
We really wanted
To spin
leaves in the air,
For us to hurry
Collect mushrooms!
To have fun
Rejoice in colors
After all, in fact,
Autumn is a fairy tale!

When choosing poems about autumn for children 3-4 years old to memorize, read the examples aloud to the baby. Let him make his choice in favor of the one he likes. Children memorize and voice information very easily, so the main goal of parents is to teach the child to recite poems with expression and emotions! Demonstrate to him how to tell quatrains, focus on the main words, explain the meaning of incomprehensible phrases and turns. Only by understanding the essence of what was said, the child with emotions and feelings will convey the lines of the poem.