Avec Amour

Avec Amour

softly seasons change
melting into one another
winter to spring
Sping to summer.

but fall strides
in seven league 
ice boots, hugging
trees so tight
they blush crimson
drop their tarted leaves
like brilliant skirts
around their ancient ankles
then sleep sated
through the winter.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Clark Avatar
November 21, 2017 at 2:37 AM
wow so picturesque i can really see it i quite like winter
Cresswell Avatar
November 21, 2017 at 8:33 AM
Thanks Thanks Julie.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
November 19, 2017 at 11:57 PM
You are mind blowingly good. Fave.
Cresswell Avatar
November 20, 2017 at 7:17 AM
Thank you Maureen.
Breedt Avatar
November 12, 2017 at 12:50 PM
Me again. Sexy poem this one. Winter is for lovers. Cleverly crafted using some teasing inuendos. Great write Patricia
Cresswell Avatar
November 12, 2017 at 1:18 PM
Thank you Jannie. How are you?
Robinson Jr. Avatar
October 24, 2017 at 1:30 PM
Wow, never had Fall presented in such an amorous fashion, Pat. You made me blush crimson too. Lol! Such a beautiful poem w/sensual imagery. Great title too. Rainbow poetry, dear. Love and smiles forever.
Cresswell Avatar
October 24, 2017 at 6:30 PM
LOL well I guess you have now. I love fall and winter my best times. I really made you blush? Oh my I had better slow down and show some decorum. Just teasing. Thanks for reading and commenting.
Stebbings Avatar
October 23, 2017 at 1:59 PM
Beautiful, Patricia. I love the imagery, there is a lovely softness to the piece. Definitely Fav. // Barry
Cresswell Avatar
October 23, 2017 at 6:54 PM
Thank you so much for your appreciation.
Lindley Avatar
October 22, 2017 at 2:15 PM
Truly wondrous free verse my friend. Superb imagery, immense depths of thought and color! A fav...
Cresswell Avatar
October 23, 2017 at 6:53 PM
Thank you Robert.
Flaherty Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 7:56 PM
Love this Patricia 7 Understated but fit's Like the gib of it
Flats Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 6:39 PM
Woo Woo Woo (I think that is a French triple wowsa;-) Now I know why some leaves blush scarlet. Tarted! Whew. The sumac leaves called to me on a recent walk, almost brought some home. Would love to paint them, alas will have to take a photograph... or read your poem again. cheerfall ~ john
Cresswell Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 7:41 PM
Thank you John.
Fleming Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 3:15 PM
Great imagery, Patricia...a little...err...risque - perhaps? :) Loved it! :) john P.s just sent you a quick "Soup mail".
Cresswell Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 3:20 PM
Autumn and a tree oh John not even in my widest imaginings. Thank you for commenting.
One Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 9:15 AM
You write so well.. this flows wonderfully with great imagery..
Cresswell Avatar
October 20, 2017 at 10:03 AM
Thank you so much Silent One.
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