We met on the crossing quite by chance;
She was coming from Spring.
Her hot, yellow breath keeping us warm
During those last few months.
The green, freshness of spring
Changed by her warming rays.
Her long, long hot days,
Changing the colours to straw.
The occasional silver of rain
Coating the ground with new grass.
We met on the crossing quite by chance;
And I was going to Winter.
My cool, shortening days , warning of winter.
Leading the way from reds and oranges,
To the whites and browns.
And the long black nights soon to come.
But this is my time, the crisp frosty mornings,
Her cool yellow breath leading the way
Into the rich colours so varied and bright
That make me so loved by all.
We met on the crossing quite by chance;
The place where Summer found Autumn.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Inspired by a coincidence. At our August meeting of the U3A poetry group two of the ladies came in together and mentioned that they had met on the crossing; I said “There must be a poem in that”. The subject for the next meeting was to Autumn – hence this poem.
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Comments5
Good write Gold.
I gotta think about Ch..... before the beginning of November. That's the deadline if I want a group to include one of my poems in their Magazine/Newsletter.
makes perfect sense in every sense .. a fine bit of poetry dear golden one 🙂
That memory of the seasons
Keep tight, as it will fade with time.
Weather constant for all regions;
To each place its own special clime…….
Possible? Perhaps – Here on the east coast of Oz, the forecast is for a continuation of the La Nina event which has kept us damp (read bloody wet) for months now. In East Africa a long standing drought….
Am so glad I caught this one dear Andy - - I love the metaphor and the colour of that special meeting of seasons.
P.S. - - forgot to say how much I love the number -- -- Autumn Leaves has never been played better on the piano. Thanks for sharing it Andy.
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