Part of what I love about this season is
gardens that adjoin it,
a hidden, sunlit nook surrounded by mature
sycamore trees,
shades of gold and amber as skies
fill themselves with shadows—
Autumn, settles itself over my skin and
speaks
of a certain converging, an exhilarating
birth worthy of note.
Its mornings are nothing short of poetry,
the moon dresses in a misty cloak
while leaves twirl and dance,
the wind
whispers melodies and lovers
estranged look forward to meeting
once again,
Autumn though wise in its celestial
crescendo and
rustling euphony of coppery tales
is young at heart,
not many people are aware of this.
I haven’t yet met with a person who hasn’t
fallen for golden haze
and brightly adorned lakes,
gloriously beautiful to look upon,
it is a time when the heart is ready for
new beginnings and hope
can be found amidst the auburn leaves,
I, for one, enjoy the view
around red-brick shops and crisp, cool
breeze— life has a way of continuing.
The season with its restlessness marks
the end of a sultry summer,
I observe the way broad shoulders sway
gracefully with each step,
as I stride to the corral, the weight of time
pulls and soon
a gust of uncontrollable enthusiasm
knocks me down on the grass.
“It’s hard to understand who is more
enamored, the wind
makes my dress move as if it’s alive.”
Wearing yellow is a Poet’s way
of flirting with Autumn.
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Punam is our lovely hostess at dVerse where she invites us to write a poem
about Autumn. Come join us! 🩷
Posted for Poetics: Fall (in) love @dVerse Poets Pub
34 Responses
I love the thought of flirting with fall. Though it is getting a bit dark now.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
A beautiful title, Sanaa, and I love all the beautiful things about autumn in your poem: the ‘shades of gold and amber as skies / fill themselves with shadows’; the moon dressed in a misty cloak; and autumn’s ‘celestial crescendo and / rustling euphony of coppery tales’. Like Björn, I love the flirtatiousness.
Thank you so much, Kim 😍 so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️
Dazzled by this….the title, picture, and then…the words, the hertfelt words….such a beautiful verse, full of secrets, like the special new fact, that autumn is in reality young at heart…so clever…wonderful verse
Thank you so much, Ain 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
That finale line, Sanaa! A gorgeous ending to a gorgeous love letter to autumn. Your poem made me sigh and swoon.❤️❤️
Awww gosh! Thank you so much, Punam 😀 so glad you enjoyed it! 💄❤️
(and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🥂
Autumn though wise in its celestial
crescendo and
rustling euphony of coppery tales
is young at heart,
not many people are aware of this.
– As Rilke said in his 10th elegy,
And we, who have always thought
of happiness as rising, would feel
the emotion that almost overwhelms us
whenever a happy thing falls.
Thank you so much, Brendan 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Luv your” flurt witg Autumn”
“Autumn, settles itself over my skin and
speaks”
much♡love
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Much love back to you 🥂
Lush and vivid and alive. A great write sanaa
Thank you so much, Eric 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
I love the notion of flirting with autumn and I couldn’t agree more about the romantic nature of autumn gardens. Beautiful.
Thank you so much, Sean 😀 so glad the poem and its imagery appealed to you 💄❤️
i think i will wear my yellow dress tomorrow! thank you for your beautiful words! xx
You must! I am so touched by your comment, Ren 😍 so glad you enjoyed the poem 💄❤️
Sanaa – a tour de force. I quite admire how your poetic voice continues to evolve and grow ~
Thank you so much, M 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
(I intend to keep evolving) 🥂
“when nature takes a breath.” yes and in that breath what joy the poet feels, so observant, so in love with the sights and sounds she dons yellow!
Thank you so much, my dearest Laura 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Yes, only you would characterize summer as sultry, as if it were alive ~ how it would make your dress move as if it were alive ~ how wearing yellow is a Poet’s way of flirting with Autumn!!! Only you.
Hehehe 🥰 Guilty as charged!
Thank you so much, Helen 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
This poet, flirting or otherwise, has distilled the essence of Autumn – bravo Sanaa…
Thank you so much, Andrew 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Beautifully described Sanaa and I LOVE that ending! ☺️💕
Thank you so much, Christine 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
Oh my! “Autumn though wise in its celestial
crescendo and
rustling euphony of coppery tales
is young at heart,
not many people are aware of this.”
You know Autumn better than its mother, or its lover!
Thank you so much, Kim 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
HI Saana, this is just so pretty. I love your descriptions and the idea of wearing yellow.
Thank you so much, Robbie 😀 so glad the poem and its imagery appealed to you 💄❤️
Such beautiful descriptions of autumn. I love the title (!), and the final stanza is so perfect! 💙
“Autumn, settles itself over my skin and
speaks
of a certain converging, an exhilarating
birth worthy of note. ”
Lovely image & beautiful poem.