October of Sepia (poem) by Vivian L Dawson on AuthorsDen

October of Sepia
by Vivian L Dawson → (All Poetry by Vivian L Dawson)
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Green of Summer gone the dragon flies no more but October sings it's own rhapsody of the rise and fall in it's dark reddish and brown Free of intense Summer heat harvest moon or rain drops not yet gripped by Autumn's crisp chills as the trees stand bare to face the whirling winds of their own leaves Yet, single the leaf on vacation's beach with no need to fight for a place to sit just echoes in long cresting waves of memories being washed ashore to savor once more before stored in life's treasure chest for later recall For a time Opal bestows it's worth amazing are azure skies for nature's breath taking visual powers Midnight scales of Libra weighing in from Ancient Greece and Rome as glowing gems of faith and hope Cold nights take over, ending with dark shadows haunting it's last day Come morning, October must give way waking up to a November's golden sky for a dreamers horn of plenty alive with goodwill wishes for thanks of the giving holding You ever so tightly in my arms (c) October of Sepia 02October2011 Vivian L. Dawson

Reviewed by Mike Mirabella (Reader)

Reviewed on October 4, 2011

wonderfully invigorating feeling for this great time of year

Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)

You have captured the essence of the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness pretty well here. The transition to winter is vividly expressed as well.

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

VERY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Janna Hill

Reviewed on October 3, 2011

Lovely title as things begin to brown and such a warm, colorful poem.
:) Janna

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Beautiful and joyful ~
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on October 2, 2011

Well expressed reflections, Vivian,
on the season's valuable offerings;
this work has the sense and feel it ought to.

John

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Vivid and beautiful description of the changing of the guard by mother nature...well done.
fee

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Great, its 85 in England & 49 in NJ...& brisk in the north but still hot in the south...winter here hasnt started and the heater has turned on...e

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Ah yes indeed, the seasons continue to roll on and amaze us with their own peculiar traits and pleasantries. Very well written poem, Vivian, nice indeed.

Reviewed by Laura Fall

This poem is so beautifully written my friend as always well done Laura

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Heck, over here it has gone crazy, summer didn't turn up, but today it was 29 C, as with the past week, in old money that's 85 degrees 0F. i guess we'll suffer for a late summer.

You bring out the beauty of the season.