Just as the year is ending
(As winter snows the leaves)
The autumn glow pretending ~
The winter chill deceives.
As squirrels start defending
Their caches underground,
December's shiver pending,
And swallows southward bound.
The cool of day is blending
(As it frosts the forest floor)
Into the sunset tending
To be sooner than before.
The boughs of treetops bending
As gales race through their form
Spiralling and wending
Propelled by winter's storm.
And so, the nightfall sending
(As shadows shade the sky)
The cool of night and rending
The fair of day awry.
With winter's shroud descending
To cause the season's drear,
Just as the year is ending ~
The closing of the year.
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Author:
ASJ (Pseudonym) (
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Alan - A very well structured poem penned in the "traditional" (and some say archaic) style - but I love this form.
Thank you Classicmister. I enjoy the romantic poets of the past couple of hundred years. It is interesting to note that so much of their work, as archaic as some say it is, is still in print today. I am pleased that you agree that it is still worth reading.
Kind regards, Alan
What a super bouquet of well chosen rhymes to wish the old year adieu dear Alan - -thank you for sharing winter things with us. Wishing you a
a healthy and happy New Year
Thank you Fay. Wishing you all that you would wish for yourself (and more) for 2021. R. Burns' Auld Lang Syne will take some competing with though.
Ex animo, Alan
Good read Alan. Happy New Years Eve
Happy New Years Eve to you also Jerry. I am quite a few hours in front of you
so I will be there first.
Kind regards, Alan
Good write Alan.
I could set it to a hymn tune if you wish? I have a short back-log of Carols for this season!
Erm, Bonjour? I not quite know the lingo. lol.
Adieu is better than seeing off the year with the F word though, as some are. Ooohh!
Feel free to use my words as you wish Steve. They are, after all, to share with others, I think that many may be glad to see the back of 2020 though where do we go from here? Most of all stay well
ex animo, alan ~ adieu
Pity I'm still gonna sing, and ruin another year! heehee. (I can't be that bad. 🙂 )
I'm an unabashed formalist. I don't see form as archaic, rather I see present-day poets as unschooled in the craft. You can't be a poet and not know an iamb from a door-jamb, any more than you can plink a guitar without knowing at least three chords.
The very regular meter of this poem would be described as "76.76 D (Iambic)". There aren't too many common hymn tunes in this meter: ELLACOMBE and ALL THINGS BRIGHT AND BEAUTIFUL. The frequent feminine rimes have to be taken into account.
Thank you for calling by Robert. You are so right in what you say.
I intend to read all that you have posted here, and I will look forward to that. Please take good care of yourselves over there in Tennessee.
Kind regards, Alan
When I read your bio, I found out you play guitar, but my reference to it was fortuitous. I never succeeded in learning to play a musical instrument. I'm a shape note singer, and that's how I got interested in hymnography.
Orchidee writes syllabic verse, something I've been trying to develop an ear for lately - I have a Facebook friend who writes syllabic verse ("yodel sonnets") that I can hear.
Happy New Year!
Wonderful poem Alan.
The year has now closed but the brightness of the New Year is now upon us.
Andy
Yes Andy. Keep smiling and writing. All will be well.
Ex animo, Alan
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