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.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love autumn, my favorite time of the year...and i love your poem about it...
only you would come up with "popcorn nymphs"
do they like butter on their...?

[Woody]

this is an exquisite little poem, Frieda. your word choice is absolutely delectable.

[janeannerogers]

It's familiar. Is it an homage to Keats?

[Rita L. Sev]

Frieda, I absolutely love this poem! These images make me eager for the chill in the air, the color-change of the leaves, sweaters and warm cider...

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You have the most unique ways of describing the scene of your work…

tumbling like popcorn nymphs twirling
wild child frolics amidst colored skies

Love that, the whole poem is spectacular.

[Bright Ocean Star]

beautiful! simply beautiful....

[MsJewel]

We don't see much of Autumn here in Southern California (I keep waiting for those damn palm trees to turn colors...) Your poem paints a gorgeous picture of the changing season. Beautiful poetry lovely lady.

:) Julie

[Tom]

Though summer has retreated and finally receded for another year...do not dismay, for with autumn comes the mystic allure of change with hues of invigorating colour and transcendental aspirations !

A mosaic of colourful metaphor and intrigue Frieda !

[Frieda P]

Oh coach, your review is so poetic, thanks so much, love it!

[Tom]

Befitting of the subject matter Frieda !

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

What a beautiful peaceful read! The imagery was awesome! It painted a wonderful picture.

[Frieda P]

Thanks so much imagination, jazz'd you enjoyed!

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

My pleasure!