I imagine as poets here, we all have our own favorite writes. Here is one I would like to share at this time. Written last fall, waiting for my daughter to come out of Sunday school. It was written for my eyes, by my heart, in a church yard.
Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. ~Stanley Horowitz
Today I Tripped And Fell In Love ~Or~ Summer's Last Adieu
Today I tripped and fell in love And did not feel the bruise I fell in love with autumn mists That left a chilly dew
I fell in love with harvest leaves That patched my morning stroll Beneath my step and on the breeze As I inhaled....the cold
Today I tripped and fell in love As autumn caught my fall The wind caressed my hair and face And kissed me with...it's all
I fell in love with ivory skies In lighter shades of blue I fell in love! YES FELL IN LOVE! With summer's last .....adieu
Very original, a gleaming tribute to Mother Nature and all of her glory -- you are so skilled in your rhyme and rhythm! This is wonderful, Anita.
Love and much respect,
CJ
Ah yes. It is so easy to fall in love with the fall colors. We love the change of colors here in Mn but were even more impressed when we drove through Vermont during the fall.
I fell in love with harvest leaves
That patched my morning stroll
Beneath my step and on the breeze
As I inhaled....the cold"
Pax I fell in love with this one, keeper.
Peace,
Joselyn
'The leaves of brown came tumbling down, remember, last September in the rain'
Couldn't help singing this as i read this seasonally atmospheric piece. Don't know about falling in love with the leaves though. My job as a farmer's gardener was to clear up the leaves at the end of autumn. As the house was surrounded by tall trees, the garden and yard were blanketed with leaves. Took me till the middle of December to clear them all up - tractor and trailer loads. I'll love leaves in your poem Anita, but I was sure glad to see the back of them at the end of the season. LOL!
Without a doubt one of the nicest and most attractive autumn write of the year, I felt and pictured every word inmage you described and felt warmed by your verses. Very good A.
I see you are another admirer of the Autumn season. It's a time for color, scary ghost stories, fires in the fireplace and yes, love.
Great and beautiful write.
God Bless,
Lew
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
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Love and much respect,
CJ
You are so multi-gifted....like the mosaic you speak so fondly of.
Fantabulous Autumn Scene!
Love, Rhonda
Peace. Joyce
Loved it!
BEAUTIFULLY imaged and penned wonder--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Hank
Eileen
You have eyes that color this pen with your love and respect for nature. Your photo is the perfect touch to the verse.
Love,
Susan
I fell in love with harvest leaves
That patched my morning stroll
Beneath my step and on the breeze
As I inhaled....the cold"
Pax I fell in love with this one, keeper.
Peace,
Joselyn
This caught me up in the arms of romanticism and ushered me away on a platinum laced cloud. Such beauty dwells in your blessed soul dear friend.
Richard Lloyd Cederberg
The linkage between love and autumn is awe inspiring..
Very novel and original pen of beauty..
Peter
Jack
Love Tinka
Couldn't help singing this as i read this seasonally atmospheric piece. Don't know about falling in love with the leaves though. My job as a farmer's gardener was to clear up the leaves at the end of autumn. As the house was surrounded by tall trees, the garden and yard were blanketed with leaves. Took me till the middle of December to clear them all up - tractor and trailer loads. I'll love leaves in your poem Anita, but I was sure glad to see the back of them at the end of the season. LOL!
Blessings,
Joyce Bowling
Fee
Great and beautiful write.
God Bless,
Lew