The Maple Tree Queen

A maple tree transitions from summer to fall

Her majesty stands before us all

We gaze upon her emerald adorned crown

A longing look before the chilled day ends

Autumn is longing to come home

 

A floor of glass flows below her

Reflecting her ever changing boughs

Of beauty to the heavens

Lined with the sunlight of fading summer

 

She undresses of her amber robe

It falls like petals from a wilted rose

Her long limbs are bare and spread

As they sway with joy in autumn breeze

 

Her leaves sail on bitter waters like lost canoes

And cling to her fingertips touching down

Before they drift away and are lost forever

Autumn has come home

Author's Note

Just a quick exercise, trying to write once a day.

PS. I am trying to build my Facebook Author page. I would greatly appreciate any comments there as well. http://on.fb.me/10wwdmI

Reviews

[willweb]

Beautiful poetry that brings this season to all of us in your vibrant and wonderful words. I really enjoyed this one today.

[Cool Girl]

I love it! Amazing job:) Congrats

[Poems]

You've got some great lines in this that show off your talent for detail and imagery. I tried to pick a line (2nd stanza might be my favorite) but they're all good. Great poetry.

[Nina C Palmer]

Thank you so much I really appreciate you taking the time to read it :)

[Poems]

It was my pleasure Nina.

[Kuandio]

This is really, really nice. I love the title and the entire poem itself.
There are a bunch of nice lines, "Autumn is longing to come home" and "A floor of glass flows below her"
There is such a surreal fantasy quality to the whole thing, which creates a spirit for the maple tree

[Nina C Palmer]

Thank you so much, Before I write something nature is just nature, but writing about it forces me to look deeper. I love making it come alive.

[The Representative]

An expression which deserves being read, irrespective of nature itself.

[Nina C Palmer]

Thank you Mr Representative, as always, I appreciate your comments.

[The Representative]

There's more than one truth - that's the essence of what I meant by "irrespective of nature itself".

We can adore nature, and we can treat it as that "special something", however there also exists that other truth, in which to do so is besides the point:



Alongside the rest of nature, we're still just creatures with routine needs and functions, entirely set apart.



(That you write this sort of thing though Nina is still an encouraging reality.)

[Kieta!]

This is so beautiful! Now I'm really excited for this autumn haha :) :) Great job!!

[Nina C Palmer]

I am a summer love, so maybe I am trying to get the spirit too. Thanks