Fay Slimm.

Respite

 

Respite.

 

Oh the gold of an autumn-sun stillness

lighting dusk-shadows in silver gilding

and etching field edges in misty ridges.

 

Time to catch fluttering leaves as they dance

with cool breezes

and to laugh as naked- stiff corn stalks wave

to new born sheaves.

 

Oh the quiet of needed respite times 

before work-hours turn colder and

winter growls around countrysides.

Comments5

  • Marie

    You have captured Autumn so exqisitely in this very beautifully penned poem, dear Fay. The visual detail is breathtakingly beautiful! I love the personification of Autumn in the final line of the poem. It is true that Autumn is a period of delay before we are greeted by Winter, it leads us in slowly to the cold, rain and storms which the Winter season brings. Beautifully expressed, this poem is penned in gold. Good use of various figures of speech, a delightful gem! Thank you for sharing, dear Fay. Lovely work!

  • yellowrose

    Beautiful writing , Fay 🙂 there is such softness in your words ..,

    Very lovely poem ,

  • Robert Haigh

    I love the last line: "winter growls around countrysides." I can indeed picture it! A fine write, Fay.

  • MendedFences27

    As beautiful as an autumn day. My favorite time of the year. Yes winter is just around the corner, but the beauty of the fall is worth the wait for winter.
    "Oh the gold of an autumn sun" I love it. And those "respite times" are much needed. Just a beauty, Fay. And a fave.

  • Goldfinch60

    beautiful words Fay. Yes that respite is hear as the glory of autumn fills our hearts and minds.

    Andy



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