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  Lean Toward Autumn
by Phyllis Jean Green
Tuesday, September 07, 2010
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. . .falling leeeeeaves drift by my. . . ”September
Song?”  September IS a song.  Plus she sings.
Plays from memory so beautifully, tears spring
to your eyes.  Still hot in these parts, but you
can feel edges glueing themselves to the air.
Cold ones are by a twin known as Fall.  Know her
by trees beginning to sign goodbye to their leaves
and children turning to wave gravely at long, lazy
days in the shade of an oak or floating on a raft
in a pool with Rover grinning beside.  No bus
or carpool schedules press.   Homework!   Many
adults feel a little lost if we’re not heading back to
school.  Or are, for Fall is about trying to cling to
a wall that you know is too slippery.  Nothing there
to hold onto.  Autumn is not that way.  That is her,
jumping in leaves to hear them crunch.  Rattling on
the whole time  about “in” shades of wine, claret,
burnt orange, and “antique” gold.   Pastels are out,
she assures us   Too weak, too pallid.  White soooo
over.  And don’t think she is all about fashion. 
Count on her to give a free lesson, then turn around’
and invite you to toss a football back and forth
or stroll through a dressing-up park.   She builds
bonfires that add sexy sparks to our eyes as we
argue over the right way to roast a wienie or how
black a marshmallow ought to be.   If our side won
the game, she, too, can be heard all the way downtown.
If the bozos lost, she hoots and jeers so loud,
mates on the winning team complain their ears
ring.   Autumn is the with-it gal who sprinkles stars
on dark navy skies that you have to see to believe.  
She knows where there’s a heartthrob when you need
one.  Cleans up old ones for the albums the rest of
other have stored in our heads.   Fall?   I don’t know.
I have felt  myself falling so often.  I have seen
so many loved ones fall ill and die.  Autumn
is a winking Jane Frost on a swaying tree branch,
painting up a storm.  Fall is a gone-brown leaf
crumbling and washing away in a downpour. 
Another, and another.  Yet I want both.  Suspect
you do.  Why?  Because a person has to fall
to know what is to walk tall.  Because free-falling
is a dream we try to dream over and over.
Fall may lead to better.  Good to make room,
I tell myself.   Natural scheme, and all that.
Autumn laughs and tries on another outfit.   

 

 

   (c)  Phyllis Jean Green,  September, 2010
 

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Reviewed by Thurman Faison
A good description of a season, sprinkled with tidbits of moods and attitudes. I enjoyed the read.
Reviewed by Jon Willey
This a Pea marvelous exhibition of brilliant strokes of verbal colors washing and swashing across a canvass of imagination. And I fell calmly and deeply into your Fall, your Autumn. Changeability and never ending teases are this Fall gals fortes. May love and peace be with you my dear friend. Jon Michael
Reviewed by Patrick Granfors
Ah to have seasons. Here in LA the fall is a spot announced on the calendar, yesterday 96 degrees, today 78. Tomorrow 90. Dry Dry. I do note the kiddies and frantic mommies carting themselves to public day care under the guise of education. And yes our dogs now behave a little earlier each night as the sun goes down. Ah to have seasons. Patrick
Reviewed by Regis Auffray
A lovely ode to fall, Pea. Thank you for sharing this gift. Love and best wishes,

Regis
Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
lovely!
Reviewed by D. Vegas
Pea, "Fall may lead to better", Indeed, beautifully put!
Always,
Deborah
Reviewed by Sherry Heim
Autumn is my favorite season. It is mother nature's greatest show and her way of telling us that there is nothing that can stop her. It is the forerunner to holidays where family and a warm hearth hunker us down as we wait in wonder of what winter might bring. Autumn is the angel of change and how I love her so. This was such a beautiful, fun and playful offering, Pea, I am so glad that I had a moment to stop by your Den.
Take care,
Sherry
Reviewed by Kate Burnside
Autumn laughs and tries on another outfit.

... a perfect last line to a wonderful essay that has built strongly towards it in theme and attitude all the way through, Pea! I really enjoyed this warming romp and personification bringing together so many beautifully interleaved thoughts whose edges glued themselves to the scented air of my mind so wonderfully well. xx
Reviewed by Gene Williamson
In the autumn of my life, Pea, I stand tall at water's edge
and cast my thoughts upon the ripples of the surf...

-gene.
Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen
Man! If you wanted me to know it was Fall-ish, you autumned me a bunch, Pea! Yikes! Each verse, or combination, cascaded me into you, and me, past, present and laughing future Autumns and autumnals or such. Like, falling and rising, over and over again, most likely in windy winds. Crazy. But I loved it! Now, I feel refreshed, somehow...
Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather
simply love love love this! it's beautiful
Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Autumn in all of its many colors.

Ron
Reviewed by Carole Mathys
Your poem paints vignettes of autumn beautifully...well done Pea!
Reviewed by Liana Margiva
WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva
Reviewed by John Flanagan
As ever, it's your fluency and intimacy of thought and expression that endear and impress.

You have a way, Pea, a way!

John
Reviewed by JMS Bell
WHAT A LOVELY, LOVELY WORK AND I 'LOVE' THE RICH, VIBRANT COLORS OF FALL. YES...SHE IS ON HER WAY AND I AM AWAITING HER FULL PRESENCE WITH JOYFUL ANTICIPATION. THANKS FOR SHARING, PHYLLIS, IN A WAY THAT ONLY YOU COULD. LOVE AND BLESSINGS, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Marcia Duning (Reader)
Nice poem.

I hate fall because all is dying. Bring on spring anytime!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
SUCH a beautiful write that involves all of the senses ... I love how September sings (except the mournful tunes she plays 'round the 11th). Brilliant write, (((Pea))). Would much rather lean towards Autumn than be under tornado and flash flood watches due to Hermine ... which we are. Say a prayer ...

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by TONY NERONE
Hi Dear Lady, This writing you have presented is full of great wisdom, and logic. Here in the desert I await the leaves of the fall. We have very long summers here.
It is always my pleasure to read anything you have written.
Namaste.
GOD BLESS YOU
Tony
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