Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

Fall Fiesta

at summer’s end
sunrays do linger
lasting fragments
worth clinging to
days idle and atrophied

as we wind down
reflecting on waning summers
the paths we chose
inspired by our guides
the seasons wane

persistent aura
last shades of summer glow
sundown on our journey
as time recedes
the hush of nature at our feet

lethargic afternoons
treasured solitude
across open fields
our minds on pause
before the setting sun

feeling reclusive
nurturing thoughts
sheltered and secluded
leisurely reclusive
fortuitous and serendipitous

withdrawn a gathering of minds
pausing for reflection
an invitation to dawdle
enjoying last precious sunrays
their dwindling magic

while we ponder our good fortune
by reverie or by design
we hang on for dear life
to every hope we cherish



Published in my 24-page photo book ~FALL FIESTA~ 2019

AP: 3rd place 2020

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

M. L. Kiser July 22, 2019 at 9:29 AM I'm tranquil now. Thank you. Line Gauthier July 22, 2019 at 10:35 AM Thanks, ML. Thoughts of autumn seem to do that.

Caren Krutsinger July 21, 2019 at 7:03 AM You have spoken of all the wonders of nature that makes my heart sing the best. " the hush of nature at our feet lethargic afternoons treasured solitude" - lovely Line. Line Gauthier July 21, 2019 at 7:21 AM Thanks for your lovely visit and comment, Caren.

Panagiota Romios July 21, 2019 at 12:53 AM I am like David. Seems like summer is in it's glory. I don't want to see fall except for the welcomed cooler weather, where I live, trees do not go bare. We always have full trees which are a passion. Autumn rolls out the carpet for Christmas. Love that and Chanukah Your poem is both thoughtful and true. Panagiota Panagiota Line Gauthier July 21, 2019 at 7:24 AM Thanks you for your much appreciated visit and comment, Panagiota. Love both summer and fall. And if I had my way winter would last two weeks. LOL

David Mchattie July 20, 2019 at 11:57 PM Wonderful poem. But I would rather not think about fall just yet. It will come soon enough. Have a great night my friend. Line Gauthier July 21, 2019 at 7:22 AM I totally agree, David. I like to stretch this out as long as possible even though fall is my favorite season. Thanks for your much appreciated visit and comment.

Quoth Theraven July 20, 2019 at 11:40 PM Line, I like this poem. The last two lines "we hang on for dear life to every hope we cherish" are especially poignant, at least to me. -Richard Line Gauthier July 21, 2019 at 7:21 AM Thanks for your most appreciated visit and comment, Richard.