Do you also hear it

There is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves. Joe L. Wheeler

the glide of the seasons

and summer silently humming

 

a song of goodbye

full of nostalgia

and longing

 

don’t you see it

in the nebula of the morning

 

misty wades dressed

over ditches and meadow-land

pasturing continuously closer

 

I feel it the most

in the chilliness

through the falling of the eve

 

the shadow of the night

invisibly nibbles him deeper in the day

the light becomes heavier

with showers of rainfall

 

by the way now that I think of it

it feels just as the pounding

of my heart full of grief.

 © Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong and good words shared.
"I feel it the most
in the chilliness
through the falling of the eve"
The poem had a sad tone to the words. Like a destine sad ending for the most of us. The above lines. I did like. Grief is learned too well with old age. We learn about death, life and struggle. Thank you my friend for sharing the excellent poetry. Made me think this evening.
Coyote

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, John, for the nice comment. Indeed, with old age you think more about the seasons in our life. I'm 59 and next year there will be a 6 in front. I hope I still am in my autumn years. Have a good day, my friend. :) Rudi

[Coyote Poetry]

I'm close to you. 58 year old this year. We need to keep our minds strong and holding laughter near.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Good advice, John, will follow it. :) Rudi

[Robert]

Time seems to slip by us so fast as we age. All the season merge into each other. Well written and expressed.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Robert, for reading and reviewing. :) Rudi

[Kelly Scheppers]

Autumn gives us such a bounty to draw upon, and what you've captured here is truly beautiful. One could aspire to write such eloquent verses!

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you, Kelly, for reading and for your kind remarks. Glad you liked it. :) Rudi

[Willard Wells]

Well done work you have here. I like it a great deal.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you Willard. Glad you liked it. :) Rudi

[B]

How can you possibly make grief sounds so beautiful .......
You have taken me on a ride
through words and powerful images
Swaying a negative thought into an elegant journey

Bravo Rudi

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thanks you so much, Nisreen, glad you liked it. Autumn can be beautiful too. :) Rudi

[Dara]

Reading your poems one by one and falling in love with them. There is so much magic you have woven into these lines. The form and flow are beautiful.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you so much, Dara. It means a great deal that people like my writings. :)
Rudi

[Cory Barrett]

This is wonderfully sensory piece, as if i am actually there on occasion to feel the fall gnomes putting their cold hands on my bare skin.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Thank you Cory, glad you liked it. :)
Rudi

[Delmar Cooper]

Yes, I see it all clearly and feel it all viserally. Autumn is nothing like old age. Nothing like that disgusting sliding away from vigor. Autumn is a Greek dying at the gates of Troy, a soldier in battle. Gold, bright red, glory and darkness.

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

Colours of autumn? Could you elaborate please, Delmar? :) Rudi

[Delmar Cooper]

"a song of goodbye
full of nostalgia
and longing"
You do not precisely say so, but this line suggests a time of ending. Summer ends in a collision of color, the riotious carnival that is Fall. In my world Autumn ends, not gradually, but in the calamity of Winter much like shutting a door or the fall of a hero. Such things, such thoughts give substance to grief.

[Cory Barrett]

Delmar thank you for the rr on this one!

[Rudi J.P. Lejaeghere]

I understand. Fall here in Belgium is (mostly) another kind of season, with lot's of rain, wind, cold wet weather. The longing is the feeling you get in that sort of season, the desire that summer should have staid longer. The nostalgia is also a result of this feeling. Sorry, if I can't put it better on paper, but I thought my poem did the thing. :) Rudi

[Delmar Cooper]

Your poem did the thing admirably.