I stood, murmuring to reticent moon
as autumn adorned with russet and gold
blew past the graveyard harshly
binding with briars, past hopes and dreams.
I held onto the remains of a wilted rose
reminiscing beneath the morning sun.
Torn amid right and wrong, I had forgotten
what’s real, and now shades of forbearance
have woes concealed.
I gazed upon the fading hues of green,
as autumn gestured to the begrudging trees,
binding with briars, past hopes and dreams.
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Posted for ‘Sunday Mini-Challenge’ @ Real Toads
and Posted on the Poetry Pantry @ Poets United
This is so bittersweet, the love that passes across the abyss of death… and so romantic.
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Love binds but all remains to cling to is a wilted rose…beautifully written melancholia.
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Bittersweet and melancholy. The rose that grows also wilts.
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Oh the silent sobs of the heart that is left behind XXX
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Ooh, briars in the graveyard binding hearts and bones with such a bittersweet romantic tone. I love the final triplet, Sanaa, but shouldn’t it be ‘I gazed’, in keeping with the rest of the poem?
Thank you so much, Kim 😊 so glad you liked it ❤
(Oops! You’re right I’ll go fix it.. thank you)
as autumn gestured to
the begrudging trees,
A very classic way of putting it Sanaa!
Hank
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The repeating line conveys a wistful mood, in keeping with the season and lost hopes and dreams.
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(and thank you for the lovely prompt)
I can really picture this pensive scene, Sanaa. There is something about an autumnal graveyard this time of year.
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I love the repeated line, and the beauty of the scene described.
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Hi Sanaa, this is a lovely poem, full of beautiful imagery, thanks for sharing it.
Thank you so much, John 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
How beautiful, you told it so tenderly and brilliantly. I loved this Sanaa!
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A faded life..
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Great atmosphere in the opening verse…
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of all these lovely lines, I love the reticent moon.
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This is definitely my favourite image Sanaa
“as autumn gestured to the begrudging trees,”
much love…
Thank you so much, Gillena 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
Autumn is quite a character here. All the images are so poignant.
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Such a beautiful way to describe grief. It has its own wilting beauty. Lovely witing.
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Beautiful poetry, as always.
Thank you so much, Julian 🙂 so good to see you ❤️
The disappearance of the summer is haunting. I love to murmur at the moon.
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Hopes and dreams bound is so melancholic.
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Absolutely beautiful as you weave this metaphor….and how I feel somedays as autumn wanes.
Thank you so much, Donna 😀 so glad you liked it ❤️
I love the melodic pace you create here. Though the subject matter is full of bone-chilling loss, the tempo has an intriguing pulse.
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A lovely riff off Blake. I particularly like the ‘begrudging trees’.
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I love your middle stanza –lush and multilayered in meaning–
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‘autumn gestured to the begrudging trees’ … what a visual … what an image … what a metaphor. An awesome poem!
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Hopes and dreams bound with briars? Ouch! 😉
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I have a few flower petals preserved… love the line “held onto the remains of a wilted rose”
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“…autumn gestured to the begrudging trees…”. Love this!
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