With the dying of August September rejoices It is her turn to dance and dance she does but the autumn wind lifts up her skirts and blows about her dappled colored gowns and as these tatter and as they fray leaving gold and crimson shreds upon the leaf carpeted floor and naked she becomes October gleefully leers
yes, this is perfect a bit whimsical, but, isn't Autumn just that. We here on the east coast did not have a winter last year. We were spoiled like never before. The mood this fall is grim. It has been cloudy and drizzly and people are in FEAR of this coming winter like we are due a payback. So let's enjoy the gifts of fall for now! Wonderful poem Regis!!!!!
...AND THE DEATHS AND LEERINGS GO ON AND ON. THIS IS ONE SENSATIONAL WORK. HOW UNIQUE THE PERSPECTIVE AND WELL DONE. THANKS FOR SHARING, LOVE AND BLESSINGS, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
Reviewed on September 26, 2009
Another great seasonal poem with beautiful metaphores. Liked this a lot. Timely too.
Since our house is surrounded by several towering, centuries old, giant oaks, I know autumn well and know the handle of a rake. The leafs and acorns that fall each autumn are legend around this house. Right now, there is a forest of green with a helmet of blue outside the window of my study. Soon, that green will change to bare branches and gray skies.
Hi Regis, I never cared for Autumn, even though my b-day is in Aug. I always looked at it like "too many deaths". I know now it's only a dormancy, a rest, till life becomes again in Spring. I do like this write, it dances with the autumn colors.
In Spirit,
Bear
Reviewed by Mark Chevalier (Reader)
Reviewed on October 26, 2008
How fitting, the change of the calendar with the change of the seasons. Like a dance it is, and you captured the essence of the change so well.
Be well and be safe, always,
Mark
Reviewed by Gianetta Ellis (Reader)
Reviewed on September 11, 2008
This is simply gorgeous - compelling in its imagery and inspiring in your succinct yet enormously creative approach. Very nice writing, Regis.
Ah, this was awesome :) "and as these tatter/and as they fray/leaving gold and crimson shreds/upon the leaf carpeted floor..." I think I heard the winds pick up... Nice! :)
I've never separated the months for autumn, but I've always use male pronouns. Naughty October... :)
Regis, an excellent personification of Autumn, joyous but with somber overtones. You express the mood perfectly: "October gleefully leers," even while September has an early Mardi Gras.
Janet
Reviewed by Ron Henry (Reader)
Reviewed on February 5, 2005
I cannot add much what others have already said. Stirring, invigorating and the metaphor is perfect. Next Fall I will be experiencing September with your words in mind.
Reviewed by Tracey L. O' Very (Reader)
Reviewed on January 23, 2005
What a Beautiful way of the changing of the seasons. I'll never see the changing as before. I'll see it poetic and romantic.
Thank you.
Love Tracey xoox
I love this one Regis,it evoked an awesome image in my mind and I agree with your outlook on autumn,my favorite lines?
These:
'but the autumn wind lifts up
her skirts
and blows about
her dappled colored gowns
and as these tatter
and as they fray
leaving gold and crimson shreds'
Regis ...this is really beautiful poetry!
Best wishes
from
kay.
Regis...this is one of your best write...I simply adore this wonderful write of yours...clap clap clap...and keep writing my friend...the whole world needs to read you...and I am sure in the long run they will appreciate your special talent....keep it up my friend...another gem from you....cheers...love n luck....BHUWAN
Oh, Regis, this is enchanting, positively alluring in the way that British men respond when you tell them your name--"lovely," ;-) and you barely hear that faint purr in their throats.
I love that fairy pic. Please send it to me. ...Nordette
Obviously a man's-eye view of the Fall... sensuous as a Dance Of The Seven Veils. This is whimsical and balletic - and the picture paints your words beautifully. You have much to look forward to then, Regis! Sure looks like a month to cuddle-up to! Thank you for this unique take. Kate xx
Regis, this is so startingly original and delightfully impish. Well composed and wonderfully presented. I really enjoyed it.
Just so you know...as you are watching a Fall strip show, here it is Spring.
Chanti
Forget October, I am leering too, but she needs to get out in the sun just a bit, she is too fair...a great way to usher in the fall, Regis, as always I am envious of your great talent...Keep Peace in your Heart, Ed & rufuz
most excellent description, and a great read and reminder, since in my proverbial neck of the woods, september has already ripped some of october's clothing to shreds. we had such a mild summer that fall came early and is not as glorious as usual. so, i'll just keep this piece saved off as a reminder.
Awesome write, Regis! Now, I must decide if you have crafted a brilliant metaphor, or a cleaver personification... Perhaps different sides of the same coin. Oh well… Enjoyed.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on September 11, 2004
Love the way you have described these months. I too enjoy the fall :-)
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 11, 2004
Yup I love autumn, fantastic poem, that does blend with the pic'so well..
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on September 11, 2004
Fantastic, Regis! What a magical, metaphorical whirl of an ode to autumn this is! 'leering October', indeed... within brevity, you have penned a feast for the mind's eye. I love the fall, but I have honestly not read it in quite this way. You've cast a visionary spell, yet kept your tongue firmly planted in your cheek! (smile) I'm keeping this beauty!~ katy xox.
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Be well and be safe, always,
Mark
Chris
I've never separated the months for autumn, but I've always use male pronouns. Naughty October... :)
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"Death of August"
An enjoyable write indeed!
The depictive metamorphosis of the season
was fine edged.
Sincerely,
Gwendolyn
Janet
Thank you.
Love Tracey xoox
Huda
words.
Mister
Thanks
Hugs
Pier
"Miss September", I mean Death of August is going on my wall!
Beautiful artwork ... an outstanding write - excellent, my friend!
Robert
These:
'but the autumn wind lifts up
her skirts
and blows about
her dappled colored gowns
and as these tatter
and as they fray
leaving gold and crimson shreds'
Regis ...this is really beautiful poetry!
Best wishes
from
kay.
outstanding write
William
So descriptive and such vivid imagery beautiful picture.
Warm hugs
Elga
lovely,
**Mari**
I love that fairy pic. Please send it to me. ...Nordette
:)Sandy
Glorious Colors! You did that well!
BRAVO!
ann
the theme, and your expressions!
I enjoyed it greatly!
Andrea
Gina
Smooth and full of life
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Peace
Just so you know...as you are watching a Fall strip show, here it is Spring.
Chanti
sueb
Makes me long for the days getting shorter and the coziness of colder days.
Beautiful write Regis.
Reindeer
Could feel that breeze moving through those trees... the cool embrace of bare flesh and wind!!
Wow this could become a poem...lol...deal?
Love Tinka
this is exquisite! just beautifully written, stunning imagery! BRAVO, mon ami!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)
And a lovely picture too...
Peter
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D