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Autumn Ballad Poems | Ballad Poems About Autumn

These Autumn Ballad poems are examples of Ballad poems about Autumn. These are the best examples of Autumn Ballad poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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A FALLING MAN

The wind passed through the trees 
A delicate touch 
A delicate leaf, 
fell on me 

Crisp and tan, 
down it fell... 
You cannot change 
A turning leaf 
A falling leaf 
A falling man 

I held it in my hand 
So light... 
So fragile... 
How this leaf could withstand 
A Summers season 
Now a dying Autumn, 
in this changing land 

The colour turned... 
The leaves fell on me 
A falling man, 
in a changing Autumn land 

A delicate touch 
A delicate leaf 
Could be crushed 
Yet, with a soft blow 
I let an Autumn leaf go 

The leaves falling... 
From an Autumn tree 
Crisp and tan 
A falling man 
A falling leaf 
A falling me 

I will appear 
Lush and green, 
in a summer next year 
A delicate leaf 
you have seen 
you have let it go 
in a changing colourland so 


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I LOVE YOU HAPPINESS

I wanted to put myself in a space occupied by happiness
Sweet embrace of the breeze felt in the sea side of Pahut Bongao near Sanga-sanga
Everyone is happy doing the ritual of Panulak Bala’
The month to throw misfortunes that Tausug believed
Beach full of dancing waves from the sea 
Never limit the horizon of falling leaves of trees



 
2 January 2013
Bongao, Tawi-Tawi Island
Sulu Archipelago


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Praying For Rain -Chris D Aechtner-

Praying For Rain  (collaboration with-Chris D. Aechtner)


by~ CHRIS D. AECHTNER:

She resembles a ghost from the past,
and I wonder how long she will last?

There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a film of sickness.

She still smiles through a frown of pain,
strengthening my resolve to see this through,
to make sure we both equally gain.
And when the waves finally pull her away,
pull out her dying breath,
will she transform back into rain?

She leans on me, light as a feather.
So light and fragile.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.

Hold her hand,
hand her back a smile,
I am praying for rain,
praying for rain.


*** by~ POET D:

Feel her peace,
Listen for her voice,
I am praying for rain,
praying for rain.

My dreams will always wonder in her field of rain.
A journey withered under the wavy seas.
There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.

Light as a feather, I fell her Autumn sun,
I feel her presence, her sickness is gone,
upon my face I feel the moonlight rain.
At last she is leaving behind these wiping tears.
Her rain-less eyes now open the seas and skies,
pouring her jewels of purity in to my heart.

There is no turning back-
cannot turn my back on her now.
Watching the sea slowly reclaim this pearl,
I can see just a hint of the girl,
shimmering beneath a veil of sickness.

She is the ghost from my past
and I pray for this essence of her rain to last.


A Collaboration with *Chris D. Aechtner

~MY COLLABORATION CONTEST~


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Antigone

I am the face of misery
My life, a dissonance of autumn and spring,
The years are written in the same
Lugubrious, nostalgic grey
How can it be the author to blame?
I cannot scream this all away…
Burn nor Bleed this all away…
To Death I am Ordained

Lacuna ever growing
With Velvet sheets of life flowing
Aeons apart of my "royalty"
Under the mask the cannot see...
Can you dispel this tragedy:
Antigone - Epiphany failing

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

No words of hope
No words of hate
Do I have Lenore to send to me:
The sordid child of Thebes
Caught In the longest nightmare
life - the slowest way to die

I know this is my life 
But I'm not under control
under the mask the will see
Just Another Human

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

If it must be…
Then just kill me,
(Antigone) sing me out of reality;
I wear this dissonant crown of shame
(Antigone) Of a kingdom's disdain
I hate to be this way... normalcy's bane
(Antigone) Here comes the edict, to blame
The sordid child of Thebes,
This is me,
Antigone

Can you dispel my life; this tragedy?
Can you control the storm in my mind?
I'm asking you: can you rid me
Of The Curse of Antigone?


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Autumn - A Ballade

I catch a glimpse of you in summer deep		
Your auburn tresses floating through the trees	
Where at the sight of you a willow weeps		
And throws her golden leaves upon the breeze	
As you almost bring me to my knees			
Your beauty filling me with such desire		
As I turn my back on summer as she leaves		

Spellbound! As you set the world on fire		
	
 I watch you wake the maples from their sleep	
Burning cleaving leaves, I watch them bleed			
As slowly and quietly you creep  			
Over meadows and fields of grazing sheep 		
Leaving your silhouette on the creek 			
As your flames grow higher and higher		
As I follow, not knowing where you lead		

Spellbound! As you set the world on fire	
	
 I walk through  ashes falling at my feet				
On a path beneath a golden canopy				
And look out at where earth and heaven meet	
As you blaze a trail in front of me			
Onward through marshlands cattails and reeds	
I see your breath rising from the muck and mire 
In a rainbow of liquid crystal beads			

Spellbound! As you set the world on fire 		

 Lost between desire and melancholy 			
 I rest a spell, my body grown tired			
And lay myself upon the dying leaves 		

Spellbound! As you set the world on fire	


                               ~~~

Author:  Elaine George
Written:  September 3rd, 2013	


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An Ellice Island - In search of KindRed Soul

Long miles of tedious journey,
Missing my darling honey.
Travelling impatiently, spend thousands of 
money, 
Hope god will bless me with ma lucky soul 
at this season.

Equatorial island exploring its amazed 
beauty, glittering with immersed grasses.
Wrapped by queens necklaced small lake 
aside, at the outskirts of dalhousie.
My heart dwelled into its god gifted 
creativity,
When the night lime lighted,
Millions of stars scattered around 
charming moon.
As if its was a wondering boon.
Lucky enough for landing with my next 
hop.

Eagerly waiting for my heart chaser,
Girl passed near by, few seconds later.
Flaming beauty mould my soul.
Topped with innocence, ready for my 
auspicious goal.
Her chic appearance,
Her innocent appeal.
Strucking heart raised with high beats..
Awaited for our romantic date in ma 
upcoming meet.

Frequency of our nature matched.
Stolen Eyes of each other were catched.
Strings of our heart whistled 
synchronously.
Everything had happened miraclelously.
I rebelled the three precious words of 
romantic dictionary.
Accepting my red rose, She blushed.

At event of recreation, campfire were 
ignited.
Nobody around us, private moments 
between we two spotlighted.
Playing guitar, she sinked with every beat,
That's the coincidence our eyes again 
meet.
Hand in hand danced with the soothing 
romantic theme,
Sparkling smile on her face beamed.
Getting closer to her, because of her 
fragranced cream.
Expecting the light around us to be dim.

The romantic moment again came,
Flaps of my soul opened for the grand 
dame.
She looked too pretty in her gold lame 
dress, 
My heart awarded her an order of chivalry.
Don't know who are you, but baby you are 
the one, I am in love.
You live in me, You are my love
I feel you in my heart,
You are my world, I just cant stay apart!

Please don't hesitate, please don't lie,
Whatever you feel, my heart can buy!
Angel of life, Its just you.
Completeness in life can't be without you.

Wanna Carry journey happily together.
Tickling nose, Queenly beauty of my white 
leather.
Hold my senses, its caught by you.
Don't let be just memories, wanna feel 
ecstasy of love towards you forever.
Promising to hold your hand throughout 
life in this lovely weather.

Will be your shadow, because your pain 
will be mine.
Its destiny that our heart clicked a 
snapshot of each other's soul.
Stopping by my question, Will you marry 
me, my Kindred Soul?


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Shroud of Lace

To watch them pass on by
So pensive, grave, with winter in the lace
That shrouds each year that time cannot deny
A springtime switched to autumn graces
Has furrowed in their seasoned faces 
And covers gray of silken hair
While all the world strolls by in haste
With a sense of reverence in the air

She lifts her languid eye
A wrinkled brow portrayed
Where lines of time and experience lie
Where every movement displays
The falling leaves of yesterday
Before the tears of sweet despair
Were spread upon the April day
With a sense of reverence in the air

Composed they stroll, arm in arm, thigh to thigh
Some say their worth has spent its day
She holds her self in calm reply
His world once used him by swift pace
Wisdom disregards the youthful chase
They walk to buy some flowers fair
Their youth is put to rest today
With a sense of reverence in the air

No tear should trickle from your eyes
No need to mourn for yesteryear
For sagely knowing what never dies
With sense of reverence in the air




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Inspired by Catie's contest Ballade Boomba


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JOY

As the autumn of life drifts in
The lights of my eyes grow dim
With the joy of my years
Still beside me here
There is not much that I will fear

As the winter of my life arrives
My voice will be just a whisper
With the joy of my salvation
Waiting for me at the station
I will in quiet adoration kneel

In my mind spring will beckon me
The baggage  old and beat I'll leave
With the joy of my life just within sight
The constant yearning will cease
As perfect  joy will become complete
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Silently

Тhe ending winter broke 
the last crystal day
I thank you for thee are
to light my inner flame.

The linden spread its planets-
a scent of spring and laugher
I thank you,dear,for you felt
despite them all, my order.

The winds with airy palms
are waving stifling wheat.
I thank you for the hands
wherewhit you swung my locks.

Ashy autumns shiver,
telling me to let you go,
but you catch every tremor
sighted by my stilly lips

And words not leaves are falling
Yes, this leafy autumn 
for us is like an altar,
I swear,I need you to bear. 

Look, silence already raps
at our foggy window.
I thank you for you're here
and still have faith in me.


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the arsonist

he was there just like before 
my mind wandered
as he gazed 
out the window 

as traffic approached 
he opened his jacket 
retrieving a pack of cigarettes 
Winston's his favorite brand 

he would tap the butt 
on the table top 
suddenly he took out a match book 
revealing the red stick

igniting the tobacco flashes before me 
as screams evolved my space 
a man a match a blaze 
my eyes wide shut 

as he controlled the town with his 
hands sirens sounded amidst 
mayhem chaos and confusion 
he had killed again

forcing me to witness 
his wrath once more 
one man one match one blaze 
he had captured me now 

there was no turning back 
this I knew full well 
he would end my life 
why if I ever tell 

why that would be revealing hell
suddenly his eyes turn to coal black 
the darkness covered the diner
as men played pool gathering sticks

and cubes my mind wandered 
my eyes watching the match 
meanwhile the gravity began to pull me
from a standing position leaning 
against a bathroom stall

i had heard the plot the plans
the wretchid toiling of souls
thee arsonist drooled over pages
blue prints and eviction notices 

that read code enforcement
his finger tips were thick full of fungus
i arose from a stand still when he announced
the demolision of a rotten hotel 

claiming his insurance taxes 
surely the tenants would pay dearly
on this autumn day he collected dynamite 
copper wires and lot's of mud and puddy 
destruction would occur from a single match

souls began to reach for me one by one 
the counting of 8 lives to perrish on this date
fearless he approached the workers you you and him 
i remember thinking oh how grim 
one man sitting with two eyes of dark coals
one man one match 8 souls


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