~every time a leaf's tears fall...

Autumn's zephyrs 

          twirl within 

season's spaces

            rhyme without reason

    'tween memories'

 yearnings,              kissed by fate

        every time the trees cry

              a leaf's tears fall,

   whirls my mind

         in one last 

        faded embrace,

    color jaded

          by winter's 

               desired rush,

just as the chill

                    of your heart

                 crushed the warmth

          of cognac's blissful fire,

your smoky 

                 reminiscent

                wisp,

                          lingers

                                still

Author's Note

Reviews

[kublakhan27]

It's been a while since you've dabbled in the seasons Mrs.R, and I'm happy to see you return to them...my head is still aching and congested so reading anything remains a chore let alone reviewing it, but the first four lines are jut exquisite...the idea of seasons as rhyme without reason is something that had never crossed my mind before, but you already know how good you are at taking my senses to places I've never been...the image of the leaf really speaks to me in this one, not the one you smoke (haha) but the Canadian one...it's hard to explain but I'll just say it made it easier for me to relate to this one, as if I needed any help in relating to your work right? Astounding work as always love...xo

[Frieda P]

I hadn't even realized until I read your words, sorry you're still feeling under the weather, no pun intended. :) Thanks my sweet friend. xo

[Brittany Zedalis]

╰☆╮Hmm..I love autumn. Favorite time of year. Those gifs you added with this are great, by the way. This piece is wonderful.╰☆╮

[Frieda P]

You know I love a good gif, thanks so much Brittany.

[Cory Barrett]

my favorite season of them all

[Frieda P]

I think most would agree with your there, thanks Cory.

[Kelly Scheppers]

What is it about autumn that makes it hard for us to relinquish summer? Such a tender poem for a fleeting season, and your presentation is apropos...here's to wishing we could jump in a pile of leaves!


My best,
Kelly

[Frieda P]

With a gallon of Ben & Jerry's, sounds perfect Kelly! Thanks so much.

[Kelly Scheppers]

You're so welcomed...and I love Ed Sheeran...thanks for the beautiful song! You know, I haven't had a gallon of Ben & Jerry's yet! I always get the pint size, so I won't over indulge...but someday!!!!

[Lyn Anderson]

I really like this, wonderful images here. However, wondering if tree's should be trees and reminiscent's should just be reminiscent. :)

[Frieda P]

Eeesh, trees definitely, not sure about reminiscent though....

[Lyn Anderson]

Yes, if it's possessive it has a different meaning, I wasn't sure ...

[Frieda P]

I took your advice chief-editor-in-command, I think it rolls off the tongue muchly better :) Grazie mille...

[Lyn Anderson]

You are oh so welcome queen of apostroliphica --- ha ha you know that one is going up!

[Frieda P]

As if I wondered for a split millisecond! ;)

[Matching Socks]

Changing of seasons, end of a chapter...
Every end brings a new beginning, but memories will linger a lifetime.

[Frieda P]

Poetic review Ana Sophia, grazie mille. :)

[R Smith]

I don't believe I have ever heard the onset of winter described so absolutely beautifully but of course i have now, tremendous Frieda, library bound

[Frieda P]

You're too kind my sweet friend, thanks muchly.

[Lydia Shutter]

Different times of the year bring back different memories....and melancholy melodies. Summer comes to an end just as some old romances do.....and all that is left is the whisper of what once was. A poignant beauty, Frieda. Lydi**

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Lydikey, can't believe it's September already....

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Reads like a requiem for a lost lover or for summer, which ever the reader so chooses. The true feelings seem burried beneath the words?

[Frieda P]

You should know by now, most poems meanings are written 'tween the lines dear poet....it's always complicated.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Yes you are!

[Frieda P]

You love a challenge rescue pup, that's why you love me so! lol

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Could get my teeth into you my Lady.

dy

[Sami Khalil]

As seasons leave spaces for memory and desires, you leave that to your readers. To some people, seasons reflect our inner states. Excellent...:)..........

[Frieda P]

It certainly does feel that way Sami, grazie mille for your kind words. :)

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome....:).....

[Nusquam Esse]

So a word like Zephyr somehow coupled with the coming of autumn provoked a write such as this? Well then, what other words need to be uttered to have another? My favourite bit is the last third or so, as the poem slowly flows into what feels like a whisper, or perhaps the dying breath of summer's heat?

[Frieda P]

Ahh I like that interpretation muchly, zephyr will usually do it, but there are a few other words too...love a whispered hush, always. Thanks Esse.