Autumn is the twin of my favorite time of year, Spring when everything comes to life and not its hibernation. Somehow you made this season romantic. Excellent work.
Such an apt and timely tribute to my favorite time of year, Mary Ann. Well done! I have a poem posted here at AD titled, "Dance of the Autumn Leaves" which you have commented on before and I thank you for that. I do not know if you have seen the video that I posted on Youtube along with the poem. Here is the link:
Ah! the radiant metaphor of joy to those...like you Mary Ann, who
know the poetic chant of new season...the crispy Fall returning
to earth's northern hemisphere...melancholy sound and fait veil
of mist...in silence attending the ball of ghosts...to dance...
dance the ritual under the apple tree...that goes on... with
reverence and much needed love...dance that honors Pamona
Goddess of fruits...divine and grace and faith...compassion
and tolerance in our hearts...gratitude and generosity of
loving Nature...in gold-cherry red-and azure sky with white
clouds...at the time...to expedite soul's passage to other-
-world...unlock the secrets...explain the contemporary
tradition of bobbing for an Halloween apple...and life is
worth living...saying.
Many Blessings!
Excellent autumn write, makes me miss my views
Of the northeast mountains and their wonderful kalaidescope hues
Thanks for sharing....... Love and peace be with you
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jwb7JGK-NHE
Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
know the poetic chant of new season...the crispy Fall returning
to earth's northern hemisphere...melancholy sound and fait veil
of mist...in silence attending the ball of ghosts...to dance...
dance the ritual under the apple tree...that goes on... with
reverence and much needed love...dance that honors Pamona
Goddess of fruits...divine and grace and faith...compassion
and tolerance in our hearts...gratitude and generosity of
loving Nature...in gold-cherry red-and azure sky with white
clouds...at the time...to expedite soul's passage to other-
-world...unlock the secrets...explain the contemporary
tradition of bobbing for an Halloween apple...and life is
worth living...saying.
Many Blessings!
hug
Kathy
Your rendering shines brightly.
Sandie
Of the northeast mountains and their wonderful kalaidescope hues
Thanks for sharing....... Love and peace be with you
William