Fay Slimm.





And afternoon yawns as sea gently lolls

in pillowed lull of low tide.

Clouds sag with drowse of white fuzz

on warm hillock-grass clifftop.


And sun sinks in shawled clover as cattle

milk-laden homeward slow swing

past river bank a-buzz with low swarms

of late hatched mate-hungry gnats.   


And lust and lilt of summer will linger

while dusk striates luring skies          

yet twilight chill creates mauves for

reminders as autumn moves in. 








  • dusk arising

    Oh i lazily walked that lane from low tide through the afternoon drinking in such painted atmosphere and felt the dusk advance the waiting winter's air as late hurry took me toward stoveside warmth.

    Yep, felt this one poet. You sure can paint them Fay.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Delighted the words made your virtual walk more pleasant dear Dusk - - painted with pleasure I do assure you.

    • L. B. Mek

      beautifully worded, a sublime depiction dear Fay:
      'lust and lilt of summer
      will linger
      while dusk striates, luring skies
      yet twilight chill, creates mauves
      for: reminders'

      • Fay Slimm.

        Ah - - Sublime - - what a wonderful word to use for my posting today - - thank you so much L.B.

      • Teddy.15

        And a beautiful reminder indeed no need to resist autumn is very much a welcome subject for me to read. As ever you do it in your own marvelous poetic style dear Fay, thank you.

        • Fay Slimm.

          I knew you would love this read on Autumn dear Teddy - tis a fave of mine too when leaves turn to russet and nights become cosy - - so pleased you dropped by for a read my friend.

        • orchidee

          Good write Fay.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Thanking you very much Orchi.

          • Marie

            An awe-inspiring poem, dear Fay. Supreme depiction informs your reader of the dawning of Autumn. I just love your personification of the afternoon: "And afternoon yawns as sea gently lolls". What a majestic scene you fleck for your reader. Autumn teaches us of the beauty of letting go, if we observe the leaves effortlessly leaving the trees knowing it is their time. We would benefit from applying that aspect of nature to our lives. Kudos on this wonderful Autumnal Masterpiece, dear Fay and thank you for sharing...

            • Fay Slimm.

              I wholly agree dear Marie that nature teaches us much if we but listen and look. Thank you for the reminder of how easily leaves accept the time to fall and that "letting go" is a vital lesson to learn from their example. Am so grateful for your wonderful in-put after reading Reminders.

              • Marie

                Most welcome, always, dear Fay and thank you again for sharing...

              • Neil Higgins

                Not saying anything Fay.As I have run out of supervatives.
                Falls into orchestra pit in the dark 😎

                • Fay Slimm.

                  Oooh - shall I reach in an save you dear Neil - - tis darkness in an orchestral pit and dont want you speechless and wafting about superlativel searching.

                • Laura🌻

                  My Dear Fay,

                  A beautiful season indeed. Your choice of words to remind us that autumn is moving in is superb. Thank you for sharing.


                • Goldfinch60

                  Beautiful words about a beautiful time of the year Fay.


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