Autumn's End

Just a poem that always brings me back to late November

Autumn’s End

 

A morning’s pale yellow sun,

A lingering faded moon,

Trapped motionless blistering my eyes,

Shimmering in the morning dew,

The fields all awakening,

As golden rays fall across the earth,

Autumned leaves of the chestnut trees,

Bursting color in its birth,

White and violet blossoms,

Vacillating in the wind,

As the leaves begin to stray,

From every crimson brim,

The air becomes crisp,

The sky a somber gray,

Snowflakes begin drifting down,

At the end of autumn’s day

Author's Note

Don't bash me too hard.
This is copyrighted

Reviews

[Tony]

Outstanding imagery throughout-- very rich in texture. Love the nature quality here. Creative use of the words "awakening" and "birth". Usually these words are you know the end of winter and beginning of spring. That's cool how you flip floped it to may it more unique know what I mean.

Makosica

[Jason Shadows]

Hope Of A New Day So Beautiful It Takes Your Breath Away.
Very Nice Piece I Really Liked It.

Intense On The Day Breaking Into A Hole New Image.

[Ruth]

Beautifully crafted too :)
All the ebb and flow of autumn's lush tones and winter at the ready is wonderfully expressed here :)
Great poem xx

[A. L. Z.]

Bash you?! This is great! I cant do it justice, my work isnt as good. Bravo!

[emmajoy]

Flowing autumn from the start, sweetly descriptive, ' Vacillating in the wind, ~ As the leaves begin to stray, ~ From every crimson brim, '

Thank you for sharing such a colourfully calm poem.

[qaralynn]

oehh like it! great write

[Lilly]

The imagery here is lovely - so is the tone and flow of this piece. Beautiful.

[...]

. beautifully written, walter ... your words flow and make autumn's hues your own ... and with a lilt and melodious notes ...

[Omar Fendri]

perfect description for the mother-nature when it cloaks by Autumn's cover...Pre-eminent and stellar imagination from beginning to end is controlling your poem (as the others) Adorable... A beautiful illustrated picture's drawn in front of me as I was reading your words

[Little Whisper]

As I read your poem I actually felt a fresh, crisp chill.. your words bring the season to life. :)

[Moonflower]

This is serene and softly spoken, A calm whispering of changing seasons. I enjoyed it's lovliness.