Autumn’s sky, with scissored hands, severs our relationship to Summer. Sun cowers, pared down by a routine, seasonal hatchet job, day in and out. Bright yellow moon rises in last defense, fighting against a pre-cursed Winter sky. Silver starlight peeks through ebony drapes, defining a Spring that lives in our hearts. Somber lunar shadows fall, marking spots where leaves, and then snow, will fall.
The snowman in the moon poem deserves a special place among the most loved poems. I loved every detail, every word, every pause, It evoked in my spirit a panorama only experienced in dreams, perhaps pictures, or some long ago memories. I do like the leave spots against the white snow background. The poem in its totality brought me an affection for winter and all things inter-releted to a new level. I appreciate you taking the time to write it and share it with the world. I will print it out and carry a copy of it in my wallet to read it at all times.
I like the line "Autumn's sky with scissored hands" it portrays nature as the designer of landscapes and ambience. All aspects of this piece of art is precious and it should be elevated as is.
Not too far from here I see a log cabin with a chimney spewing forth smoke from its hearth,
Cheers
Alain
Reviewed by Dan Zuewski (Reader)
Reviewed on October 29, 2004
a pre-cursed Winter sky.... I like that...
the font size is really tiny though...
The gifted and fascinating Urban Poet, Asa D Seeley, once again speaks. He introduces a New Genre of Poetry...Reality Confrontation. Juxtaposed with Essay and staying true to his unique style, Asa brings a breath of...fresh air...to the world of poet
Just as life during the pandemic was color-coded with different hues representing different levels of danger, life in its aftermath has become shaded in similar ways. As a self-styled “Seeker of Beauty with Beauty,” (borrowing from a quote by W.E.B.
Share
Print
Save
Follow
I like the line "Autumn's sky with scissored hands" it portrays nature as the designer of landscapes and ambience. All aspects of this piece of art is precious and it should be elevated as is.
Not too far from here I see a log cabin with a chimney spewing forth smoke from its hearth,
Cheers
Alain
the font size is really tiny though...
a delightful tale! enjoyed this one :)
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
the prose pleased me :)