AUTUMN
In rows of narrow window panes
The slowly sinking lingering sun
Reflects its fiery orange hand
As autumns fingers lightly lay
A burnished palette on the land
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Back to my serious stuff - a short tone poem out of sync with the time of year plus another of my abstracts.
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A fine write and pic Michael. I'm gonna be gloomy - the nights will be drawing in again in about 3 weeks time! lol.
The shortest day is only six months away - oh sad is me.
We'll be wishing the year - and our lives - away! And does time goes quickly if we're enjoying ourselves? Why, what are we enjoying?!
Where time goes no one knows
day then night, dark then light.
Or is it the other way round?
And - now which came first - the evening or the morning? Or the afternoon?! It was the same pattern in 1066. Day and night,.... Do you remember it too?
Get it round the wrong way and we could be going back in time - perhaps Harold would get his eye back !
Thanks MIKE another very abstract abstact (The Aspens in the Fall @ Colorado ?) and poetic poem ! Autumn is a great muse stirrer ! Yours BRIAN
Thanks Brian - Winter tomorrow.
Wow Micheal I love all the imagery in this, great write!
Aw - thanks skye - much appreciated.
Superb write Michael and another very good abstract.
There really is something about your abstracts that talks to me.
Thanks Andy. Let me know what they say - I might even get to understand them myself lol 🙂
While I'm talking rubbish, others are making fine comments on your poems! heehee. How's Miss Berles these days?
She's gone into farming with Ara Berles.
Super write Michael - every word meaningful. Great read.
Thanks Fay
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