Autumn zephyr

Autumn zephyr

A Poem by Ocean Orchid

 

An unsullied autumn zephyr,

Sways away the rain sodden city night,

 

Reminding me of the delicate presence,

Flickering hopes of the days gone by,

As I walk along these lonely streets

Of luminous reminisce ……..

 

Dreams of a liberal solidarity,

Gazes, whispers, laughter,

Twinkling crystal chimes,

Sweet Baul’s riddles,

Of  reciprocal  reverie …

Pass me by ……..

Enlighten me,

Push me,

To move on

To the suspense of

a fertile dawn !

 

An unsullied autumn zephyr,

Sways away the sodden city night,

© 2008 Ocean Orchid


Author's Note

Ocean Orchid
Bauls (Bengali: bauls ) are a group of mystic minstrels (musicians) from Bengal ....sings about spiritualism, life & love ...


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Autumn is by far my favourite season, and there is something magical about an autumn breeze. It envokes feelings of nostalgia, and I believe that is becuase it comes at a time when summer is dieing away, the green vibrant life is now golden foliage along our paths, and we as humans have a tendency to look back at the previous seasons...Spring, the rebirth...Summer, the life...and reflect on the Winter ahead. We also have a tendency to reflect on yesterdays gone by, the previous years when we felt the autumn breeze and stopped for a moment's respite, to reflect then as we do now.

The description in the piece was well executed, and the flow perfect. It was very beautifully written. Bravi.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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Autumn is by far my favourite season, and there is something magical about an autumn breeze. It envokes feelings of nostalgia, and I believe that is becuase it comes at a time when summer is dieing away, the green vibrant life is now golden foliage along our paths, and we as humans have a tendency to look back at the previous seasons...Spring, the rebirth...Summer, the life...and reflect on the Winter ahead. We also have a tendency to reflect on yesterdays gone by, the previous years when we felt the autumn breeze and stopped for a moment's respite, to reflect then as we do now.

The description in the piece was well executed, and the flow perfect. It was very beautifully written. Bravi.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A poetic masterpiece.

i've always loved the autumn wind myself. something almost mystical was felt in the breeze, it awakened my senses, and this poem did the same. great job!!!

a strong piece.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow, i love this, it's very deep.
The third stanza is perfect. Well written.


Posted 16 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

So much to be read from this. This is a poem that is definately going into my favorites.
I love way you express emotions in you poetry.
Mostly it makes me think of the what I was thinking last night while walking home. Thanks for sharing this.
Pass me by ��..
Enlighten me,
Push me,
To move on
To the suspense of
a fertile dawn !
Dawn a new beginning, a new everything.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lovely, lovely write!

Pass me by ��..
Enlighten me,
Push me,
To move on
To the suspense of
a fertile dawn !


How wonderful inspiration is.

Great flow and imagery.
Very well penned!



Posted 16 Years Ago


lovely, OO.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Sweet Baul's riddles,
Of reciprocal reverie �
Pass me by ��..
Enlighten me,
Push me,
To move on
To the suspense of
a fertile dawn !
This is such a hopeful well written piece!
I loved this journey too...it was mystical!

Posted 16 Years Ago


What a lovely vista you have painted here with your words.
I was drawn right into this and enjoyed the little experience.
Truly wonderful poem. Pen on poet!

Helena

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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