Tumbling fall

Golden vista ignites 

and dims the murmur of heat.

The breeze, punctuated by the clash, drapes a rhapsody,

to swim around the autumn.

Smearing the show with cozy serendipity,

its silhouette gives them a pungent look. 

Brisk luster looks pretty calm, 

but subtly, impatient.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

oh that fall luster...this poem reminds me so much of Vermont in October...
it was breathtaking...when we lived in the Bronx, we went there every year ...such beauty.

I could not describe it with any of the ferocity that you show here with your imagery.
j.

[moog-drika]

Ahh I wish I could get the taste of autumn in Vermont. We don't have fall season here it's just all summer, sometimes monsoon and a little bit of winter.
Thank you so much for the praise. It really means a lot :D

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I wanted actually first to write review on constructive criticism but you point me here so here I am. I like really title tumbling fall it's very good invitation cause it's make wonder what is really mean. This is like symphonic suite. Painted emotions at few shapes of personal emotions. It's give me calm feeling like I am walking in wet leaves and meet some of my friend . It's vibrating with nature and empathy. That last line can bring doubt about calmness but I think it's just taming of wild horse at wild colors of autumn leaves. Sorry if my review was,too abstractive. I enjoyed this piece.

[moog-drika]

Constructive criticism is all about what I feel about it. I wrote that to make myself feel light because I had a burden of depression caused by that.
However, let's talk about this one. I'm really happy that you extracted an abstracted view from the piece and turned it into a beautiful interpretation. It made my piece more vivid and colorful. Your addition of each detail to the write made me fall more in love with what I penned.
So, I can't thank you enough for that. But still thanks so much. It really means a lot

[...]

I think I wrote somewhere already. Poetry should be reviewed again by poetry. I really more enjoyed to write review like this then make some deep analysis of text and symbols. Poetry it's reflection of our souls and there is not too much place for logic. I am glad my review make your writing more enjoyable.

[Gee]

My favourite season by a stretch, described
beautifully here :)
Good morning

[moog-drika]

thank you so much for taking a ride. So glad you like it. Means a lot :'D

[Gee]

Twas a pleasure to "ride" you :)))

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved how you used the words. I wanted to read more dear poet. The poem was a worthwhile and amazing poem.
Coyote

[moog-drika]

This is a matter of glad pleasure to have you here. So glad that the piece made you feel like this. Thank you so much for the praise. :'D

[Coyote Poetry]

I did enjoy and you are welcome dear poet.

[wordman]

a song of summer,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

[moog-drika]

sings for other seasons maybe.

[wordman]

maybe ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

[Lorry]

I like the idea of the scene you set being impatient for change and eagerly awaiting renewal, yet bravely hanging on, like they know their future is to fall, be ran through and kicked by kids, and if it rains, to end up looking like soggy cornflakes... Which is the saddest sight to start a day.
Weirdly, I gave up cornflakes because they remind me of soggy leaves. Go figure 😀

[moog-drika]

But cornflakes are delish! I find them so. Soggy leaves surely are the saddest sight you can think of, but I won't let it affect me. I will try and think of the positivity that season gives me to season up my thoughts.
I really love your interpretation. It gives me more vivid vision about my own poetry. Thank you so much for taking a ride. Glad to have you here.

[Lorry]

You're very welcome.
I only eat crunchy nut cornflakes now, they never go soggy 😀

[moog-drika]

Well, I pour smaller amount of cornflakes and eat and repeat. That helps me avoid sogginess haha :D

[Lorry]

I never thought of that. Duh! 😁

[Eilis]

Ah, what a welcome reprieve from the oncoming summer. Autumn is my favorite time of year and I am happy to get lost in the mood of it at any time of year. You imbue it with its essential spirit here. That space between life and death where everything is shifting and brilliant. The settling out of the summer heat and activity and the welcoming of that slower coziness.

I really enjoy the sort of slow flutter out of your final couplet. The sense of something pending and dynamic-- giving way to something that cannot wait for its time to reign. Brisk luster is a beautiful word combination. A wonderful to read this summer Saturday morning.

[moog-drika]

Wow what a striking interpretation to read and visualize. It gave more life to the piece making it more meaningful.
I crave autumn season even though I love winter. But since the region we live in doesnt have autumn, I don't have anything to do but admire its beauty through imagination and write.
Thank you so much for putting your wonderful thoughts about the piece. It really means a lot

[Just Kim]

such a wonderful write, vivid imagery

[moog-drika]

Thank you so much Kym! So glad you like it

[Chris Shaw]

Your words paint autumn so vividly. There is nothing subtle in the heated imagery, fire splashed that I see before me. Beautiful work. So much intensity in a short poem. Well done moog-drika.

Chris

[moog-drika]

This is such a short and beautiful interpretation to read. Thank you so much for the praise. Means a lot

[Neville]

You got our autumn of to a fine art... a splendid bit o poetry to kick start the weekend looming...

Neville

[moog-drika]

Thank you so much for the praise! I actually wanted the piece to help brighten up everyone's day :D

[Neville]

it did mine already :)

[James Paranormal]

I must admit, this is beautiful, a true picure in words, it is the emotion of the season. Loved it!

[moog-drika]

Thanks a bunch Lost_Coast! So glad to have your thoughts on it :D