Michael Edwards

AS AUTUMN TURNS

 

AS AUTUMN TURNS 

 

How grey the slippery pathways lie

on days like this when affluent rain

falls heavy on the thirsty land.

 

See how the  watery rays of  light

turned silver plated in the mist

reflect upon the heath topped hills

which dip their feet in shining seas

where  silk white stallions dance.

 

Listen to the  keening winds

as lanyards tap and squawking gulls

sweep low across the paynes grey waves.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Michael Edwards © September 2019

 

Comments10

  • Goldfinch60

    I can see your words in my mind, wonderful.

    Wonderful painting, intriguing to look at. Are those two figures in the doorways half way up the steps?

    • Michael Edwards

      Not intended to be figures but if that is how the eye sees them then that's a bonus - thanks Andy.

    • orchidee

      A fine write and pic M. Snail-saving season again - or seasons. It may happen in more than one season. Them snails journey across the 'motorway' of life, i.e. crossing paths in damp weather.
      We can pick them up and speed them on their way, so they are not crunched underfoot.

      • Michael Edwards

        I gather them up as often as I can and return them to the hedgerows - probably the same ones over and over again.

      • Fay Slimm

        A read to remember and save -- your verse had me spell-bound and that painting I have called Mystery is fabulous. Must see and read this posting again.......

        • Michael Edwards

          You do me a real honour Fay - the painting is called Venetian Interior.

        • Poetic Dan

          Brilliantly done ae ever my friend

        • Andrew Charles Forrest

          Exquisite Michael there is no other word
          Exquisite. The hand of a master.

          • Michael Edwards

            Oh gosh - this is turning out to be a great day - you are so kind as are the other comments. Thanks so much.

          • Neville

            not only an exceptionally good poem today Michael, but an education too sir..... thank you.... Neville

            • Michael Edwards

              My pleasure and I'm as appreciative as ever.

            • ANGELA & BRIAN

              ANGELA HERE (9:30 pm Sat) Another Saturday gone but a nice sail this afternoon in the Bay 16C = 61F Spring is here ! Love the Pic'n Poem. Brian & I love the Architecture in all Italian Cities ~ Venice especially. Touring Europe is one of the things Ive missed !
              Love the nuances of English Coastal Autumn Days ! O to be in England now that Autumns here !
              Brian I have gone Chinese Today - TANG POETRY & Chinese Music - ENJOY !

              Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
              Love A & B 🧑 πŸ’™ 🧑 πŸ’™ 🧑
              Thanks for info on Paynes Grey
              Shades of Hookers Green ~ See
              John Betjaman - Christmas !

              • Michael Edwards

                I also use hookers green quite regularly - mixes so well with other colours for some lovely subtle greens. I envy your sail - I'm still hobbling and beginning to get quite frustrated but time will heal.

              • FineB

                Hello Michael,

                An excellent write on Autumn and its charms. I love the picture too.

                Keep writing FineB

              • ron parrish aka wordman

                lovely write n
                michel,,been very hot here,just started to rain a little last night and today,i can feel fall coming

                • Michael Edwards

                  Yes all the signs are here as well. Colder nights ', heavy dews, and the turning greenery. Thanks Ron

                  • ron parrish aka wordman

                    you`re welcome

                  • bluebubble

                    What a beautiful write!

                    • Michael Edwards

                      appreciate that - thanks b

                      • bluebubble

                        You’re welcome 😊. It completely blew me away! Definitely a favourite of mine!



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