blaze

the time of the year

Slanted sunlight of muddled gold

Shines through my window

 

Brown, yellow and reddish marks of a

summer gone, wind smeared across the russet grass

 

Smell of dust mixed in the breeze

Charcoal with the scent of rain

 

Crimson sunsets, crystalline moonshine

Ground crinkles under my feet

 

Old Oaks rain acorns

As cold settles deep

Reviews

[rae52]

amazing really makes you see it

[Michael of Gilead]

Thank you so much imagination

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

I can see it, sense it and feel it! Beautifully written!

[Michael of Gilead]

Thank you beautifully, and sure thing ;)

[Vertigoingnowhere]

wow this is amazing i love this good job! Mind takin a look at some of my stuff? :)))

[Michael of Gilead]

Thank you very much Cherrie

[Cherrie Palmer]

A portrait of words they are the best and carry a scent on said breeze

[Michael of Gilead]

Thank you so very much Emma, you make me blush :)

[emmajoy]

Read and read and read your poem, it's beautiful, breathtaking! But, which stanza to select as my favourite .. this one? that one? all? Finally decided on the following: ' .. Brown, yellow and reddish marks of a ~ summer gone, wind smeared across the russet grass ..' For me those words encapsulate the passing of time in all its glorious colours and movements.

Sighhhhh.

[Michael of Gilead]

Thank you very much Robin, no rsvp here ;)