Praises of Autumn

Happy Autumn

Praises of Autumn   by Sami Khalil

Speak softly the praises of Autumn,

the dabbling of colors, so lovely,

the lazy rustlings of leaves’ sparkling gems,

the scurrying of light and birds,

in shadows and in haze,

across the pallor sky strands.

Speak in awe, so gently,

Stifle not a prayer, a kind request,

and sing those sensual songs,

no ashes, no regrets beholden.

Bind me fast to magic spells,

for I’m bereft of shelters, in your eyes,

in your heart where love betrays no expectations, no gathered storms.

Bind me slow where dreams mingle as one, holding fast to supple arms, to soft folds?

I long for Autumn, to linger in old barns, to shepherd the flock, to sway in joyous rapture with the branches.

I’ve awaited…at the edge of souls, across nobler paths, staring through their windows.

I’ve dived in restless abandonment's to further shores, with capsized memories, embracing eyes of quivering waves.

I’ve laced up hopes through silent woods, verdant highlands, losing them in opportune times.

I’ve envied the lost, the forgotten, for they inherited the whisper of names, the absent vestiges, the porcelain figures.

Speak softly the praises of love.

 

 

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

I’ve dived in restless abandonment's to further shores, with capsized memories, embracing eyes of quivering waves.
I’ve laced up hopes through silent woods, verdant highlands, losing them in opportune times.
I’ve envied the lost, the forgotten, for they inherited the whisper of names, the absent vestiges, the porcelain figures.

Speak softly the praises of love.

An amazing celebration of the season and of love. Really fine words. We are lucky to have you around in these parts. Don't let the petty and disingenuous, or even crazies, get you down.

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! I'm so honored and proud to have know wonderful writers as yourself. You all keep me inspired to write in different ways. Accept my sincerest thanks.
Note: Thank you for the advice. You are truly a good friend.

[Fabian G. Franklin]

Tender and lovely like the colorful leaves of the season. I love the reference to old barns particularly, growing up as a farmer's son. Nothing like those secret kisses in the hayloft with the farmer's daughter next door. But I enjoyed the entirety. Thank you for sharing.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! So true and well articulated. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and your visit. Glad you like it.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

"I’ve envied the lost, the forgotten, for they inherited the whisper of names, the absent vestiges, the porcelain figures." This, to me, really embraces the beauty of the season. Well penned!

[Sami Khalil]

Million thank yous dear poet for this lovely review and summation. It sure does. Enjoy the season.

[Eilis]

This is quite an ode to the season. The fullness of feeling and the ways emotion and spirit seem to connect the speaker to the joys and sorrows of the season are truly felt.

I think what I like best about this is the way it expresses the mixture of feelings we have when we experience something grand. It’s never a simple encounter, but something that scaffolds and stitches in us the complexity of life in this world.

I’ve read a lot of autumn poems on the site over the last month or so, but this one offers a different kind of depth that I really enjoyed. Something spiritual in nature. A lovely poem.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! I love the beauty of your review and the weaving of your thought process. Honored by your visit and grateful to the fullest.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! I love the beauty of your review and the weaving of your thought process. Honored by your visit and grateful to the fullest.

[ms. barrie]

hauntingly exquisite, your ink spill always delicately lingers in reader’s psyche.
it is truly wondrous treat for me to be lost inside your artistic, soulful world

i thank you for sharing your poetic gifts with all ~ :)

[Sami Khalil]

Whoooeee! I'm so glad to see you again on my page. An honor indeed. I can't thank you enough for this wonderful review and kindness. Hope all is well.

[ms. barrie]

:))). dear poet, you’re always welcomed!
my sincere apologies to you and my other favorites
on here, for my lack of reading//reviews.

been deep into researching//editing new writings (both 2 completely different genres);
and life/etc.
but i will always come back to visit!

i wish you brightest blessings ~ :)))

[Sami Khalil]

All wonderful. Best wishes on all of that.

[lightsong]

dear Sami, when the soul feels to speak, it will utter like this... I will not say that Your words are beautiful, because beautiful is even but a bit of what they deserve, from the pieces I've read from You till now, this is Your finest, this is where I deeply feel Your soul, Your truer essence, Your soul feels, aches, hopes, yearns... to the beautiful past, to the beautiful future, it's graceful and wistful like an Autumns' breeze, I read this piece twice, and still I'm amazed by the rich, profound and passionate thoughts You've presented from Your deepest inner to ours. 100 for a 100 times if I could.

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa Light! I'm so touched by your wonderful review. As you touch our souls with the beauty and graciousness of yours, we can't help but feel blessed and honored. You are so right. It did come out from the deepest depths. Million thank yous... See you soon...

[lightsong]

You are far too kind to me my friend, Thank You, and believe me You deserve all the praises for Your more than amazing piece here ❤️️

[Sami Khalil]

:)..........................

[Relic]

Beautifully done, Sami. Every line sparks my interest.

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! Thank you so much Relic for this lovely review and summation. So glad to see you again. Happy Autumn...

[Patricia Wedel]

Sami... I woke to a rosy pink sunrise and yellow leaves softly
fluttered like butterflies as birds chirped and children scurried
to ride the school bus... where cusps of autumn air pulled the
last flowers into a flamingo dance where pansies bowed their
purple petals in prayer... It seems that this time of year
there is a tear for lost love and lost loved ones. Your poetry is
like a tree with falling leaves whose life has slipped away to be
swept away to climates where there may be rebirth. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

OMG! What a beautiful poem and lines you have shared. How do you come up with all of that? Impressive as always. Thank you so much...

[Sami Khalil]

"It seems that this time of year
there is a tear for lost love and lost loved ones"

[Patricia Wedel]

Sometimes a poem inspires a poem... it is the nectar of human kindness... like hummingbirds in flight... stopping to sip the nectar of life. truly, Pat

[Sami Khalil]

Sip on and enjoy. Thank you kindly.

[wordman]

a sweet autumn breeze,leaves flying from trees,squirrels hurrying to build a nest,snow coming soon

[Sami Khalil]

Wow wordman! You got a beautiful poem forming with your words. You always write about love and romance. I would like you and its up to you to share with us a nice Autumn poem or nature poem for you live in a gorgeous state. Thank you so much sir...

[wordman]

you`re welcome sami,and i will work on it,i think i have a couple posted

[Sami Khalil]

Good. Will visit soon.

[wordman]

As the autumn

winds begin to blow

falling leaves

of red,yellow and gold



They fall

on the ground below

a cascade of colors

of red and gold



Squirells playing

in all the trees

as the autumn winds

start to blow



Bringing memories

of you and me

as we watch the leaves

falling from the trees



Squirells building their nest

getting ready for the winter snow

gathering the leaves

from the ground below...


As the autumn

winds begin to blow

falling leaves

of red,yellow and gold



They fall

on the ground below

a cascade of colors

of red and gold



Squirrels playing

in all the trees

as the autumn winds

start to blow



Bringing memories

of you and me

as we watch the leaves

falling from the trees



Squirrels building their nest

getting ready for the winter snow

gathering the leaves

from the ground below...

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! Did not know or pay attention. A wonderful poem sir Wordman.

[wordman]

well not great but i thank you

[Kelly Scheppers]

Autumn is such a glorious time in the heart of a poet. Mother nature paints in majestic hues before the gray of winter causes us to hibernate till spring, but oh, what a brilliant tapestry it is! Lovely lines throughout really captivate, Sami. Beautifully and artistically penned!

[Sami Khalil]

Whoa! It is indeed dear Kelley. As we paint with words, nature paints with magic. Those who appreciate will notice the difference.