Love’s Ambling Seasons ⁓ (poignance)

Ballad, in 8/6/8/6 meter, abab rhyme.

                                     

                                     

                                     

                       Love’s Ambling Seasons ~

               ~-🍁🍃🍁🍂🍁🌿🍁-~**~-🍁🍃🍁🍂🍁🌿🍁🍃🍁🍂🍁🌿🍁🍃🍁🌿🍁🍃🍁-~

                        Through Autumn's glory, life we strolled,

                        soft wind-chimes knew our song ...

                        sweet poems, writ 'pon leaves of gold;

                       'twas naught e'er could go wrong.

                        Each falling leaf a melody

                        that played upon two hearts ...

                        each glazing frost wrought destiny,

                        as love slowly departs.

                        When frozen limbs of Winter crack,

                        these arms ache empty, too;

                        I close sad eyes ... then, all drifts back

                        to days when dreams were true.

 

                        We sensed the paling of desire,

                        a waning of each thrill ...

                        with barely kindled sparks of fire

                        to weather Winter's chill.

                        Sweet Spring swept-in on verdant wing,

                        brought laughter in the rain ...

                        then, Summer's bliss began to sing

                        to Fall's poignant refrain.

 

                        Time was, when Summer held two hearts

                        within their youthful sway ...

                        each mem'ry dances, then departs;

                        too swiftly drifts away.

                        Tho' our love's seasons ambled by,

                        to passion's thrums un-stilled …

                        in moments, two hearts soared on high;

                        yet, ne'er alas ~ fulfilled.

                ~-🍁🍃🍁🍂🍁🌿🍁-~**~-🍁🍃🍁🍂🍁🌿🍁🍃🍁🍂🍁🌿🍁🍃🍁🌿🍁🍃🍁-~

                                                            ~ Sadness Is ~

                                             Richard W. Jenkins

                                                                     ©2019

Author's Note

Artwork compliments of Wikimedia Commons.

Please, feel free to comment in any way you believe will help. : )

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

awwwwwwwwwww well done ..lifts me up and takes me down ..a gentle but ..a roller coaster of loave and romance .. strung through the lines of seasons .. well done again i say! you have professionally put the whole picture together ..title, pic, font and colors ... no confusion .. no dramatic explosions .. just true and honest feeling from a mature heart .. nice ride sir! thanks for sharing!
E.

[Richard🖌]

Ahhh, Dear Gene 🍂
Warm Summer winds, Fall color portends, and Winter frost wends ⁓ as Springtime sends us scampering, arm-in-arm, 'tward love's sweet seasonal blends.
Couldn't resist a bit of waxing, by the sheer inspiration from your well-appreciated, grateful words.
Every now and again I find it fun to gussy a poem up with color and decor … it comes entirely at a whim! As you know, I always adorn poem with apt artwork of some kind … it's the wannabe artist. : )

Thank you, My Friend, for making an olde bard feel
he's accomplished a bit of enjoyable worth! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Einstein Noodle]

oh...its a keeper .. and your hard work gives great pleasure in reading and just looking at the damn thing ;))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[Richard🖌]

⟢༺♩♬ 🔴 🎶 🎼 ༻⟣

[Einstein Noodle]

i am using your advice with my poems ... bold title and pic first ;) will continue to pursue classic forms .. i will run my next one past you if you don't mind :)

[Richard🖌]

How inspiring, Gene. : )
I am always here for you, My Friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

i appreciate it .. I know how busy your life is .. so many pursuits :)

[poetgurl]

with barely kindled sparks of fire
to weather Winter's chill.

Barely kindled sparks of fire... Barely kindled... mow that's a desire in itself, hoping to ignite flames that once burned, now burning like passion.

To weather winter's chill... Gotta keep those home fires burnin' when love or the night which ever needs attention... When two hearts are concerned... Love burns bright

Awesome writing here... Richard 😁😉😉

[Richard🖌]

Goodness-ME, Kimmie 🍷

You do have such a lovely knack for joining-in in igniting the page warmly aglow.
How can I resist loving your take of this rather scintillating piece(?) … um!
If I'd taken this in your direction, I'm sure all would have ended much more … er, "fulfilled", let's say. ; )

Thank you ever-so gratefully, Dear Poetess … warmest Autumn hugs! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Cherrie]

There is no yield in time, but it demands so much from all who encounter it. Your skills are amazing you move us alongside of you as you highlight and color each phrase.

[Richard🖌]

Ahhh, Dear Cherrie 🍒

I can conceive of no more interesting traveller I'd rather have by my side than You. : )
Your reviews always gift a smile across my rugged old mug, because when I see your name blessing one of my poems, I know I'll be in for a delightfully encouraging treat.

Thank you, Dear Poetess, for gracing me with your lovely presence, and ohhh-MY! Just look at that knee-weakening profile photo … goodness-ME! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Cherrie]

I see you've lost your glasses again :) and I am always delighted when I read your work. Well in the case of a poet it is their heart, we read.

[Richard🖌]

🤓
Beauty lives in the discerning heart of its beholder, Beautiful ; )
I am equally delighted when You read Me, Lady Cherrie.

[Cherrie]

Ah, you are a poet indeed. :) and a gentleman my friend.

[Richard🖌]

B l u s h !

[Ankita Dwivedi]

such a warm and beautiful one like you , dear sir ..maybe you could visit my place where i am waiting for you ..(to give you advice , ofc)
Love , Ankita

[Richard🖌]

Wondrously expressed words, Ankita,

Though, not the Sonnet form you're currently studying, you may one day want to learn the lovely, flowing Ballad, too.
The delight of your effulgent compliments assure me my humble efforts have not gone unappreciated.

I hope, one day, to receive your kind advice.
Thank you ever-so dearly, Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Corset]

what a beautiful poem, and presented so lovely too, even though sadness of loss is threaded in here as well.

[Richard🖌]

Blessed I am, Dear Poetess 🥂

For, your appreciative presence and expressed accolades to this rather lengthy, involved piece of romantic lament assure my hopeful efforts have been favorably embraced and enjoyed.

By an artist of your standing, I've been truly blessed.
Thank you most warmly and sincerely, Lady Corset ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Ladysue]

Richard this a beautiful poignant poem of the ebb and flow of romance. Written with skill. It has a wonderful natural flow, great word choices and rhyme..All stunning and visually too. Genuine and heartfelt. A pleasure to read.

[Richard🖌]

Warmest smiles to You, Ladysue 😏

From such knowing delights you've highlighted, there's no doubt you're a true romantic, too, that makes sharing with you all that much more stimulating; especially, in the manner you express your understanding of poetry and appreciation for how it's displayed.

You're equally as pleasant to read … thank you for the pleasure, M'Lady! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Beccy]

That most important of connections, love; is so poetically entwined with the seasons in this lovely poem.

I observe my parents, still together after 54 years and know that Love's autumn in particular, is a simply beautiful place to be.

Beccy.

[Richard🖌]

Happy greetings, Beccy Dear 🍁

How nice to find you here this morning, and how sweet it is to receive such warmly encouraging words of love in expressed appreciation and personal experience.

Thank you, Beccy … please, come again! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Betty Hermelee]

you sway through the seasons ...one flows into the other, but the two hearts seem to prefer the summer; when winter comes upon you, the sparks lose their thrill; This is like a gentle wave of love and romance through the seasons; but it seems at the end, soaring into the sky, but never completely fulfilled . Lovely Richard my friend! Fondly, Betty

[Richard🖌]

Betty Dear 🍁

The lovely understanding in your words spill-over the brim of my heart's cup, washing into the most sensitively felt portions of love's deepest blessings.
Seems most everyone has their favorite season(s) where romance blossoms the most beautifully … alas, conversely, where it wanes and is all too often, unfulfilled.

Ahhh, that love poetry could turn all coal to lustrously brilliant diamonds, eh?
Thank you, Sweet Lady-Poet … hugs! ⁓ Richard 🍃

[barleygirl]

You do a powerful job painting each season as the way love often goes. Having grown up at a recreational lake where people flooded in by summer, but disappeared by winter, the seasons very much defined my social life in the boondocks. Hot summer romances followed by brittle winter introspection. Well-balanced analogy of the seasons to the seasons of romance (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Richard🖌]

Thank you, Dear Margie 🍂

By you selecting this very sadly poignant little verse to read and comment on, I'm truly gratified … though, considering the title, I am pleasantly surprised you did.
You often seem to find a way of relating something about my poetry with an experience in your own life … for me, this unifies us in a meaningful way.

I very much enjoyed sharing part of your recounted youth.
Big, happy HUGS! ⁓ Richard🍃