Wild child Autumn

bid adieu to summer's fire

A twinkle in her eye,

   as autumn breezes whirl,

tumbling like popcorn nymphs twirling

    wild child frolics amidst colored skies,

              feels alive in falling rhymes

romps with playful butterflies

     zephyrs of golden ribbons lace the air

        crimson and tangerines hues,

crisp as a morning's dawning view

   cuddly sweater's warmth upon a hearth,

          dashed in a clash of a smile's sigh

bid a brisk adieu to sweet 

      summer's fiery summertide   

Author's Note

Reviews

[NoelHC]

"The uploader has not made this video available in your country" Now I am intrigued by what music you chose for this highly appropriate poem. Sunday we were 77 F and sunny, Monday it was 32 F and we had 4 inches of snow. Totally skipped that "autumn breeze" thing.
Well written FP.

[Frieda P]

Wild Child by Enya...it was getting cool here at night, now it's back to muggy, gray, and hot. Thanks Noel.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The twinkle is deceit! As the cold, harsh north wind does compete for the attention of the nymphs who adorn this earth and value the worth of the warmth of hearts of those who worship the sun.

[Frieda P]

You sure are a cranky Scotsman today!

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Frieda... I will now be prepared
for Autumn's appearance soon to be
displayed. Tangerine leaves lay with
Cherry pie colored leaves where breezes
brought them together. The warmth of
Autumn sunshine and graceful poetic
overtures of romantic poetry.
Beautiful and sweet as a crunchy
autumn apple. truly... Pat

[Frieda P]

What an utterly gorgeous review, thanks so much Pat.

[Patricia Wedel]

Dear Frieda... and here we are in the autumn of 2017, and your poem is timeless
colored in crimson with gildedvedges of pure gold... a poem of endless glory... Amen ... truly, Pat

[Ashira Macy]

This kind of reinforces my belief that fairies change the seasons. ;) I loved your descriptions of the colors in this one, I never would have thought to use tangerine as a color, but it is so much more poetic than orange (which I think is an awfully clumsy word unless used very carefully).

[Frieda P]

I'm pretty sure you're write about that Ashira. :) Thanks so much...

[Patricia]

I love this! I love to write and read of seasons and autumn is my favorite. Seasons hold my memories, not dates and time but seasons so I really enjoyed this piece. Emotion plus season is always beautiful. Awesome write Frieda!!!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Pat!

[Patricia]

You are very welcome Frieda :)))

[Moon]

Autumn is my favorite season. It is so lovely and it has a kind of magic to it. Autumn fills me with a sense of peace and joy. Nature is truly wonderful! Very delightful piece!

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Hayleigh.

[Moon]

You are welcome

[Madalyn Beck]

Autumn is the best time of year and I'm so happy it's decided to come a little early! This is a lovely write. The senses are overwhelmed in this piece. Great job! :)

[Frieda P]

Thanks Mads, always nice to see your face on my page. :)

[Damien Thibodeaux]

My favorite time of year. You bring Autumn to life with your words. I can see the colors and feel the crispness of the air. It takes a little while longer to get here, down in Atlanta. But, I am excited for the season, now that you've gotten me ready. I love this poem.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Damien.

[Mayank]

I loved the way colors are used here to described here and the playfull weather...

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much Mayank.

[TL Boehm]

love the use of color in this - and the song is one of my favorites. Looking forward to autumn.

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Tam.