insightful and unique. Great work

Such beautiful work. I like how the last line shows that perfection is not obtainable; there is always work to be done. The second to last line is awesome - unique and powerful. Hugs,
Sheila

Your work has that touch of depth where one can read and read again finding that aroma of which you write so well...

truly nice work Jude...

Art sun...

Jude,

You 'da poet . . . masterful imagery and a whole lot more . . .!!


Best regards,

Lance

I am here envious of those enjoying
The beautiful scenery of Fall
all I can do is to memorize
those moments I've placed on hold
Thanks for your write
Peace be with you

William

Ahhh, the sweet smell of death in the morning. Your fermenting little slice of autumn life I most dearly miss.

Ron

I appreciate this ode to my favorite season of the year, Jude. I also appreciate your style and mastery of words. Love and peace,

Regis

Ah, the beauteousness of imperfection; the glory of those fatal flaws. For me this is so suggestive of the intermingling of birth and death, how both are tangibly present at both ends of the physical life spectrum. Both are irresistible and irrevocable changes and metamorphosis. I am rapidly becoming a convert to Autumn, having thus far considered myself always a Summer girl. You remind us here perhaps that although we major on the season's burgeoning fruitfulness and harvest as it's primary highlight, in fact it is the heady brew of the scent of it's overblown ripefulness, like a good mulled scrumpy, seasoned and spiced, that takes us well beyond just a mere sense of well-being into all these other hyper-sensory and sensual avenues you mention. If I were you I would take steps to bottle this and label it under Abercrombie and Fitch; it would be sure to have us all beating a path to Fifth Avenue well in time for Christmas! :)) Beautiful saturation with mystical magnetism, too. xx

There is a very dynamic structure and flavor in this poem. Verbs and prepositions, the binary structure of each strophe, the rhythm and content: so many ways of emphasizing movement and change. Very good, and I love the particular mental image of "peeling away misty layers, feeding life’s budding dread".

Axilea

gorgeous sensuality

Your poem enhances my favorite season! Beautiful work, Jude,and great rhyming;-)

love,
et

Jude, I have been instructed to change my outlook on life. So, the opposite me says: the seasons change blissfully, yes, but rather than dying...they metamorphose. Be well. ~ Sara

Jude, Your words send me into a dreamy place, with many brilliant colors surrounding my aura..You developed this poem with so much imagery and passion that it makes me escape to new realms...Very wonderfully written, you are the master as William says..
Peace, love, and light to you,
Amber "V"

interesting write-a bit different-enjoyed

An interesting "take" on the changing season. "left with many, many flaws" makes one think of the abuse to our environment

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

Your words flow most lyrically, Jude, adding a light and cohesive tone to this image-rich poem of changing seasons. I love it when you speak to us in rhyme. Yesterday when I was outside and could smell the smoke from fireplaces and the scent of the leaves as they change colors, I thought that writing a poem about that part of Autumn would be cool...you beat me to the punch!

Take care,

Sherry

You're still a master of masters, and your take on autumn is pure loveliness... and so vivid and believably assuring. Thanks for sharing this seasonal treat. - Bill

bursting with images and feelings for the beauty around us at this time of year...great job here Jude,
Fee

Beautiful work, Jude.

And I can see Winter dressed as Harlequin romping throgh the Bois du Versailles, more classical description can be found for this autumn poem, très magnifique.

Georg

Beautiful.