PORTRAITS OF AUTUMN : ANGELA : A QUARENTA*

ANGELA & BRIAN



 

I LOVE TO FROLIC : BAREFOOT IN THE AUTUMN LEAVES !

 

CHANGING AUTUMN

AUTUMN is such a time of Change

One day : Sunny and so Calm

The next : Windy Cool & Blustery

Im a Girl Scout : so "Be Prepared"

I always carry a BROLLY !

 

FRUITFUL AUTUMN

AUTUMN is a time of Harvest

Grain and  Fruit and especially Grapes

New Zealand produces some of .......

The World's best Wine & Kiwi Fruit

& Apples & Pears & Peaches !

 

COLOURFUL AUTUMN

AUTUMN : all over the World : brings

A technicolour pallet of ....... 

Shades of Autumn leaves : Red : Orange

Yellow : Green : Bluish & Purple

And "Forty different Shade of Brown !"

 

Thanks for visiting : comments welcome : Love ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡

 

QUARENTA is the Spanish for FORTY so a QUARENTA is a

40 syllable Poem in five lines of 8 syllables in Iambic 

Tetrameter. BRIAN & I devised this form to allow 9 more

syllables than a TANKA (5 7 5 7 7 = 31) and to give the 

Poem a more compact shape when written ! It is AUTUMN

in New Zealand which is why I have chosen that SEASON !

  

  • Author: ANGELA & BRIAN (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 8th, 2019 01:27
  • Category: Nature
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  • Goldfinch60

    Autumn is my favourite season, the colours of nature are boundless.

  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    Thanks UNCLE ANDY : Yes always amazing the range of colours : natrues way of stopping PHOTOSYNTHESIS and causing the leaves to fall. Trees go into HIBERNATION during the Winter when there is less SUN ! Pleased you enjoyed the Presentation ! I love Natalie Coles take on Autumn Leaves so so full of PATHOS !
    Blessings & Love to YOU & JOYCE
    Yours as always ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

  • orchidee

    Ahh, them metres - a fine poem in 8.8.8.8.8. metre from you.

    • ANGELA & BRIAN

      THANKS UNCLE STEVE : ANGELA HERE ITS 8pm NZ Time : So im just digesting my scrambled egg and a KIWI FRUIT sliced in TWO and served in a Twin Egg Cup (very Middle Class) ! For a POEM to be reciteablle : and for a HYMN to be singable it must have EITHER : RHYME or RHYTHM or preferably BOTH : OK. Prior to 1950 they did : In the BRAVE NEW WORLD anything goes and Congregational Singing ha shed Her Mantle of pre WW2 excellence. We do our best to maintain STANDARDS and the QUARENTA is a prime example. Thank you along with ANDY > MIKE > FAY etc for flying the Flag. There are many others: AMEN
      Blessings & Peace for YOU & FIDO
      Hugs : ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡🧡

      • orchidee

        Thanks B&A. I'm not against modern hymns/choruses, even with 'irregular metres' - them metres! lol. But what is maddening is endless repetition, I mean about 20 times, not just 4 or 5 times; plus having the same choruses about 3 or 4 weeks in a row, and idle strumming from musicians. Erm, I cant imagine some places saying: Now the next hymn, No.407: 'I wanna scream it out from every mountain top!' Some respond, 'Erm, yes, well...'

      • Michael Edwards

        Much as I love Autumn it is still the precursor to winter - so for me it's always spring with all its promise. That aside I also love the colours and this form as well - great work Angela.

        • Suresh

          With all its harshness, I see winter as seasons in life, a time to regenerate, a time of maturity, a time to reflect.
          I am in the winter of my life, awaiting for the enevitable re- birth

        • Fay Slimm.

          Ah - Angela thank you for posting the gifts Autumn brings. The number you chose is haunting and Nat's daughter does it justice - - your lovely words describe Autumn with artistic eloquence making all its colours vibrate with beauty.

        • moordykspot2

          Autumn is my favourite season Loads of vibrant life and colour + of course kicking your way through the dead leaves.The different scenarios you describe concisely and brilliantly. Loved the poem.

        • Suresh

          Yes those are the attributes of Autumn, plus a feeling of calm and serenity, when one is soaking in the warmth of the afternoon sun, draped in a shawl, on a chilly day.

          On this, from my poem "SEASONS"

          Seasons

          Seasons in life
          Seasons in health
          Seasons in nature
          Seasons in wealth

          Birth in spring
          Growth in summer
          Maturity in fall
          Regeneration in winter

          Maturity of autumn
          Time for the harvest
          The fruits of knowledge
          Of all that is attained
          To share the wisdom, of
          Birth and growth
          To the many generations in tow
          To feel proud of living

          Thnx for taking me there



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