yeh! "what the hell" :)) just when we think it is over ..up pops a glorious bloom ;))) its like leap for joy one more day of fall pleeeeeeeease! your poem reads like an extended haiku for me .. very enjoyable to read!
E.
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
Hi E, always good to see you by. It is just a few thoughts like pictures captured I just jotted down.. read moreHi E, always good to see you by. It is just a few thoughts like pictures captured I just jotted down, so ya, kinda like an extended haiku
Winter is coming dear Lynn.
"Flowers burst
from trembling trees
chill spring winds"
The above create visions of the Fall. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
hello John :) Thank you for all your visits. I have been away, but I do plan on stopping by your way.. read morehello John :) Thank you for all your visits. I have been away, but I do plan on stopping by your way for a while really soon
Lynn,
Your poem "leaves" really covered a lot in a short time; Chipmunk, Spring and fire of color.............very cool. Thankyou for bring myself the reader into your experience. Kathy
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
I just saw your review. Thank you for the visit dear poet
8 Years Ago
Your are welcome! You may find my latest poem fun. I sure have been enjoying being here at the "Ca.. read moreYour are welcome! You may find my latest poem fun. I sure have been enjoying being here at the "Cafe." Blessings to you Kathy
Dear Lynn, this is such a beautiful write, I love the imageries you have brought here, the feeling of cool breeze blowing reaching the branches of autumn trees is amazing my frnd... You did a great job to give the reader this feeling... Lovely...
oh, the whispering trees, the songs in the breeze (the occasional sneeze)...and the Maples, yes, out my rear window the grandmother of maples spreads its glory over half an acre, and i am always half lost in the trees, so many talking all at once, even the silences are loud...
Posted 8 Years Ago
8 Years Ago
I love trees :) All the life and stories they have... Thank you Ed for gracing my page
I love your dynamic word play on how leaves must be for people who live in areas that have visible seasons. Here in California, rather than turning leaves, it's the way the air feels, a subtle change, but oh so welcome when the dampness of autumn replaces the dry hot oven of summer! *smile* Even tho your poem covers more than autumn, I'm still feeling the mostly autumn message: "October breeze rustling under leaves a chipmunk" (playful & visual).