Brown stalks and curled leaves
mark the corn rowed fields Canada geese inhabit the landscape
goldenrod and scarlet leaves
of trees of Heaven blend on hillsides
Oneonta glows in Summmer's last rays
Fall is crafting, molding this land's will
at the "Underground Eggplant Company"
yeast of fresh baked Italian bread wafts
I lunch at a picnic table in the rear
fruit flies and bees dart at my sandwich
a "Lexington", liverwurst and turkey
the forest salutes me with a barrage
of vivid foliage swashed across green
omens of Winter's intent to soon invade
so in this moment ofcommunion
with tranquility nestling close at my side
I engage myself in life's basal pleasures
a sated belly and nature's art exposition
Well done. I knew you were from the N.E. and wondered how you found your way to a very, very small town in north Alabama...Only known of by me because I have relatives who live live near there, in Boaz.
Dearest John...Your words also to me to Oneonta & it was a wounderful visit & I enjoyed the glorious view & the delishious sandwhich...I love trying new sandwiches!!
The bees surround sweetness you know...
Peace, Love & Blessings
Vickie
Jon!! Your images ROCK!! What a rich and colorful meal. Al fresco
makes it taste all the better. So we hafta duck a few flies and bees. This is d e l i c i o u s! xOx 'Pea' xOx
Oh My how I love this poem. So earthy, so stimulating in it's rich images both emotionally and physically. I wanted to be there sharing your sandwich and felt almost as if I was. Wonderful work Jon.
With paper as your canvas you masterfully applied the visual and sensory impressions with picturesque words placing your readers at the table with your viewing the beauty that abounds in upper NY...now you need to actually paint this scene Jon Michael...brilliant poem.
peace and love dear friend, Carole~
This reads like a modern-day painting of pastoral idylls and scenes of utopia from the Romantics. All that's missing is Bacchus and wood-nymphs, though perhaps they are not far away - especially in the light of the mood of satisfaction and contentment conjured for us here. It certainly DOES seem to be promising a season of mists and mellow fruitfulness both sides of The Pond this year. I like the way you paint such lushness onto a canvas of the everyday, with mention of the Underground Eggplant Company! Matter-of-fact and mystical intertwined. xx
I think you have fine taste my friend, and a feeling of satisfying happiness, I was with you there, and much enjoyed your company.
Peace and love! Jasmin Horst
Jon,,,I felt like I was sitting there as well..eating a sandwich and all..you brought this scene to life...just beautiful
Love and Blessings,
Christine
"Fall is crafting, molding this land's will.." (how good that is!)
and you, Jon, have crafted and moulded and painted all the colours of the time and sat, too, in admiration of Nature's handiwork with "a sated belly and nature's art exposition"
The mood, the words, the attitude and the observations are serene and quite splendid.
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
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The bees surround sweetness you know...
Peace, Love & Blessings
Vickie
makes it taste all the better. So we hafta duck a few flies and bees. This is d e l i c i o u s! xOx 'Pea' xOx
Sheila
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
peace and love dear friend, Carole~
Peace and love! Jasmin Horst
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Love and Blessings,
Christine
get much better than that, Jon. Nor does your paean to
Oneonta.
and sated appetite!
and you, Jon, have crafted and moulded and painted all the colours of the time and sat, too, in admiration of Nature's handiwork with "a sated belly and nature's art exposition"
The mood, the words, the attitude and the observations are serene and quite splendid.
John