Autumnal Winters

Autumnal Winters

A Poem by TrimarcoRansome
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Today it rained, poured down, while I tended my garden and animals. It was so refreshing to feel the rain on my skin it inspired me to write about the seasons in relation to life and death.

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Thor's mysteries haunt darkened skies,

Lightning raptures in ambrosial highs,

Fronds spore into new life's glory,

Proudly preserving last years story,

Oaks mighty golden umber hues,

Where webs dance across lucent dews.

 

Inseminating planet's riches,

Coursing streams Dryad's stitches,

Resting her seed until flesh anew,

Flora she sleeps beneath earthy pews,

Peaceful swaddled beneath the soil,

Nature hibernates from her summer toil.

 

Winter's chastity bitterly bites,

Shadows cast long cold Autumn nights,

Dead wood flames lit dancing fires,

Winds howl across ghostly mires,

Flakes fall muted upon solid ground,

No movement nor sight or sound

 

The earth she slumbers dreaming deeply

Laying in wait so meekly

Rains patter amongst damp woody glades

Nursing nurturing viridian shades

Underneath the great timber bowers

Spring will sing welcome showers

 

© 2016 TrimarcoRansome


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My Dear Writing Friend,
I sit before my fire, hot coffee as black as my heart in hand. My pipe fills my nose with the essence of peach, yet with all this repose your creative write hurdles my pneuma to a place some where in the creation. I suddenly find myself standing in a forest of ancient oak trees, I hear, feel, and smell the enchanted scene you have painted in my spirit, very well done, very cleverly written.

Blessings, Bill Laughing-Bear


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TrimarcoRansome

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your kind words, Bill... With the scene you set, it truly is an honor to immer.. read more



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Fantastic writing... each line was significant to the subject matter. You had me at hello with this piece. The first line was the catcher and everything else was the anchor. Very impressive writing. Nature is one of my kryptonite subjects, in terms of my own ability; you have given it great life here, and I applaud it. Great piece!

Posted 5 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

5 Years Ago

Thank you for your praise! This is one of my favourite pieces.
' Oaks mighty golden umber hues, ~ Where webs dance across lucent dews.''

It takes a very special and rare skill to create visuals with words.. but here you've succeeded with beauty, comparison, myth.. and so much more. Each stanza is a minor masterpiece that builds space by space til it fills the mind with panorama.... beautiful, gentle yet expansive to a point of - - please aloow me to say... ORBIT!

Posted 8 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

8 Years Ago

Thank you, very much! I have recorded this one to music, it sounds haunting...
emmajoy

8 Years Ago

Don't doubt it does... brilliant! What a gifted woman you are.
Very nice sense of scale in this poem. You have good flow and interesting word choices.

Posted 8 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

8 Years Ago

Thank you!
Lightning raptures in ambrosial highs,

Fronds spore into new life's glory,

Proudly preserving last years story,


super-awesome flow. Loved it .
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Posted 9 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

9 Years Ago

Thank you for your review!
Beyond its theme of seasonal effect on land and life this poem exhibits a great command of language as well as use of mythical themes. Lovely and moody. A very good poem.

Posted 9 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

9 Years Ago

Thank you!
Very lovely piece that vividly speaks of natural beauty.
Well done.

Posted 11 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

11 Years Ago

Thank you for your time to stop by and review my work
It's really wonderful...
"Winter's chastity bitterly bites,
Shadows cast long cold Autumn nights,
Dead wood flames lit dancing fires,
Winds howl across ghostly mires,"---- the most beautiful lines...

Creativity with an extra pair of wings.....

Posted 11 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

11 Years Ago

Thank you for you kind review!
My Dear Writing Friend,
I sit before my fire, hot coffee as black as my heart in hand. My pipe fills my nose with the essence of peach, yet with all this repose your creative write hurdles my pneuma to a place some where in the creation. I suddenly find myself standing in a forest of ancient oak trees, I hear, feel, and smell the enchanted scene you have painted in my spirit, very well done, very cleverly written.

Blessings, Bill Laughing-Bear


Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TrimarcoRansome

11 Years Ago

Thank you so much for your kind words, Bill... With the scene you set, it truly is an honor to immer.. read more
I quite enjoyed reading this. I am interested to know what metre sequence you used? It does read rather nicely so perhaps you wrote it 'with the flow'. I love to read poems about nature and the seasons. They provide an infinite amount of ideas. Your poem brings up some lovely word pictures.

Posted 11 Years Ago


TrimarcoRansome

11 Years Ago

Thank you, I am pleased you enjoyed it.

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Added on September 8, 2013
Last Updated on September 23, 2016
Tags: Seasons, England, poetry, life, death

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TrimarcoRansome
TrimarcoRansome

Southampton, United Kingdom



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Biography .Helen Trimaro-Ransome grew up in the Wiltshire countryside which hugely inspired her many creative talents and has remained working in creative fields during her adult life. After sitting .. more..

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