A breath of Autumn (poem) by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley on AuthorsDen

A breath of Autumn
by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley → (All Poetry by Lily of Lough Neagh a.k.a C. Dennis-Woosley)
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For we must be reborn and put behind us all which singed our soul, recognizing our new awareness and love for self in and around us ~Lily of Lough Neagh~

A breath of Autumn High atop the tree of life Leaves idly do hang Painted with the brilliance Of many autumn’s shades A smell o’ so distinguished Warmth it wraps thee in Falling to the ground A settling there begins Summers heat hath left us For some it can so singe And leave us feeling withered And often times impinged But aye the silver lining A breath of autumn brings For beauty’s found in dying Parched by summer’s heat She spreads her lovely blanket To proudly don her gown Enriched with all her moisture Leaves supple on the ground We dive into the masses Crimson colors she has spread As womb who has prepared us New birth awaits ahead Her fire gives us warmness Her beauty we have seen Caressing all our senses Aliveness so it seems For in her folds of colors New breath before a life All of which we’re drawn to New colors of new life Feel the breath of autumn Her skin that she doth touch Feel the richness fill you You long for it so much Carolee Dennis-Woosley July 14, 2012

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on December 10, 2013

She spreads her lovely blanket
To proudly don her gown
Enriched with all her moisture
Leaves supple on the ground

Lovely personification in this apt and timely offering. Very nicely done, Carol. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Edith Wilde (Reader)

Reviewed on July 15, 2012

Lily the freshness of this touches me, I so love Fall, a beautiful time of year

Edith

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

The winds of Autumn color our
Autumn years in vibrance of
years past and what lies ahead
...so well done of your poem,
*Carolee*

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by S Bergerac (Reader)

My dear lady Lily, so beautiful you speak of rebirth.

I bow and tip my hat to you

Cyrano

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on July 14, 2012

This is lovely! Autumn is my favorite season.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Mark Huntsman (Reader)

This is awesome Lilly, and very easily understood. Put behind the old and renew yourself! Great! Keep writing

Mark

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Love this one!

Reviewed by Gail Delaney (Reader)

This is beautiful Lily, rebirth is necessary for all of us to put the past behind

Gail

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

My soul is beyond being singed...not sure there is a cure for it though humor seems to help...e

Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)

A hymn on the beauty of nature and the constantly repeating circle of life. But it goes much deeper as it also reflects the constant rebirth of the soul on it's path to awareness and love.

Very beautiful Carolee with a deep reflection

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Yes, after this hot, hot spring and summer I think all or most of us are looking forward to cooler temps and the beautiful foilage of fall. Thank you, Carol!

Deborah

Reviewed by Budd Nelson

oh the folds of colors, her fire giving warmness and rebirth from being singed Autumn's breath as you have so beautifully described is a dream to be filled. encore dear lady you are an inspiration.
Budd

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Yes indeed, Carol. I yearn for autumn. Summer is my most hated season, and next month, August is the most hated month.

Such a beautiful way with words you have, my special friend. You delve into the glory of nature and describe it like none other. This poem proves that point.

Reviewed by Ed J.

Rebirth opens the heart and soul to grow. So beautifully stated here.

Stay well and keep writing
Eddy