endless and breathless, a seasonal sensation curls me in bliss, as butterflies and flowers caress - it’s the magic of majestic moments, and i am desiring this devoted destination, of summer sun-kissed skin, bountiful blooms softly dipped - a playful pathway of delicate daisies swaying and serenading - then, the melody of the wind whispers low, beauty collides causing butterflies and flowers to take a bow and disappear, while nature embraces autumn’s kiss and temps that rearrange - it’s the end of summertime’s soft, soothing melody pumpkin spice dances sweetly in the air, expanding the imagination beyond the sky - as leaves become a paintbrush, curling me in bliss - this seasonal sensation is breathless, endless
This poem uses vivid imagery to describe summer's end, the arrival of autumn, and sensations associated with these transitions, such as warmth, beauty, and nostalgia. A very beautiful poem you wrote, imagery so very rich and colorful to. The flow and rhythm is nicely done...The use of alliteration can be found in phrases like "playful pathway" and "bountiful blooms," enhancing the musical quality of the poem.
Nicely penned...
-Amy
Love this write, especially the shape of it. This is amazing
Posted 3 Weeks Ago
3 Weeks Ago
So kind of you to say, Writergurl. It's fun and sometimes challenging, creating shape poetry. My .. read moreSo kind of you to say, Writergurl. It's fun and sometimes challenging, creating shape poetry. My best to you. :)
Summertime soft melody is so far from the autumnal reality of now, but your words remind us all of hope and the eternal dance of seasons is ever changing, while dream of warmth, sun and of making it through another winter alive....hopefully! 😃
Warm, happy thoughts...warm, happy thoughts... wa....EEK! A splodge of rain ran down my back! 😃
Posted 1 Month Ago
1 Month Ago
Yes, these words are a beautiful reminder of summer's soft, yet sultry touch. A welcome of colorful.. read moreYes, these words are a beautiful reminder of summer's soft, yet sultry touch. A welcome of colorful leaves, along with many seasonal festivities.
A shape poem. Hmmm...butterflies and flowers. I think I might have encountered you on another poetry site. Yes, tis the season for pumpkin spice and lovely leaves as they fall from the trees. Lovely nature write. Lydi*
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
Thank you for noticing the shape of the poem. Yes, we have met through words before. This time of .. read moreThank you for noticing the shape of the poem. Yes, we have met through words before. This time of year is beautiful. I especially love the vivid colors. Thank you Lydia, for your kind review.
Brandy,
When I read fine wordsmithing such as this, I am reminded that "The image IS the message!" Like those times (rare and long ago) when I stood naked on an ocean beach and let the wind wash me clean... I knew there was no "meaning." in that, that attempting to describe it with words would be like trying to paint a rainbow... why bother... all the immeasurable wealth in that instant is INTRINSIC and the experience of the thing itself is to touch God and to, as the Navajo say, "Walk in Beauty."
Nice poem, Brandy!
Posted 2 Months Ago
2 Months Ago
Dear Vol, when painting a rainbow, it's nice seeing those colors upon the page. (The image). I enj.. read moreDear Vol, when painting a rainbow, it's nice seeing those colors upon the page. (The image). I enjoy placing images with my words. It seems to enhance the mood. I appreciate your lovely review. I think nature is very inspiring, indeed. Many wonderful blessings to you. :)