Autumn
As stuck as I am here
Firmly...
Dwelling
As I am upon this
My own
Personal autumn
It has taken me
Till now to
Realise...
Whilst I do not have
The perfect body and
Far from perfect teeth
I have never been
A liar
Nor have I ever been
A thief
So take me as you find me
Or leave me…
Free as a wind blown leaf...
There now…
You do so have me
Stuck as I am here
Firmly...
Mourning summer
Contemplating winter
Anticipating spring and
Oh' so very envious of fall...
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: if you look hard enough & long, beauty may eventually be found there, alongside those other treasures ..
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This poem did not 'fall' down on being a good write, N!
How very kind of you, much appreciated & many thanks indeed..
You fell over? The Fall!
No.. I avoided it...
Wonderful words, Neville, and they take us on a journey through your viewpoint of the four seasons. I like your use of slant rhyme teeth/thief and leaf in the verses.
And it's great to know you've never been a liar or a thief. 🙂
good grief.. you only have my word for that, you know.. but tis true.. I swear it on my slant rhyme....N
Beauty is always there and it can be found in your words. Autumn is a wonderful season, it is my favourite of them all.
Thank you Goldfinch60.. you are most kind in respect of these words and much appreciated too...
O the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness! I always thought her a liar and a thief!
But she is honest about her deception!
Stealing summer's dream, bringing fruitfulness to fill our bellies before the onset of desolate winter.
To quote my favourite poet twice...
Indeed I think in autumn
Now more than ever seems it rich to die.
Sorry waffling.
I'm very good at waffling!
But are you still listening?
Ps you write well.
indeed, I am a very good listener.. and thank you so much for your delightful written response to these words of mine.. much appreciated and blooming true.. Neville
A summary of passing life-seasons and written with deep reflection on stages we all have to face - - love the metaphor of
Mourning summer
Contemplating winter
Anticipating spring - -
yet stuck in the autumn years --
I for one take you just as you are my luverly friend.
Glad I caught up with this read today.............. x
I am absolutely delighted you did just that Fay.. thank you so very much... N x
So glad my visit delighted you Nev.....My pleasure always and true - - great is the meeting of similar minds and contact maintained ................ Fay x
Autumn is my favorite season. Maybe it has something to do with being aligned with my birth.
I have lied about my age, as youth has been stolen away from me.
It's so nice to reminisce
I have many autumns under my belt.. tis the winters that have stolen my youth.. thank you... Neville
Don't be so harsh on winter, for its the time to rejuvenate, to rest, to hibernate,
wouldn't that be nice..
'Wish I'd written that .........perhaps I could slip it in ......no one would remember.....
Seriously, I did feel that one Neville.
...................... Way too kind and correspondingly .. massively appreciated ....... Cheers, Neville
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