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Autumns Breath Poetry Contest

Sponsor Regina Mcintosh

19/8/2026

Swirling Colours

With swirling colours all around, bright hues of yellow gold
A picture painted russet red, a story to be told.

Of new beginnings, tiny seeds were planted long ago
By loving hands so carefully that placed them in a row.

And so, with time their little shoots all sprung up from the ground
Survived the seasons early years, their roots are now earth bound.

Each year they’ve grown until at last, their canopy embrace
With branches strong, all reaching out, each other they do face.

Soon scattered all around are leaves of russet red and gold
As carpet beds lie on the ground their beauty to behold.

This wondrous spectrum now is seen, as Autumn’s breath is close
An artist’s brush cannot compete with nature's simple prose.

Like Autum leave these words come down and scatter on the page
But wither not, these words survive and with this poem age. 

Transition time of seasons bring, this change and will not care
But Autumns beauty brings delight, no other can compare
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Dietrich Avatar
September 12, 2026 at 4:53 PM
Lovely poem on autumn colors. This is very nice. 🌹🕊️
Poet Avatar
August 21, 2026 at 6:05 AM
Dear Christine, your poem beautifully captures the vibrant transition into autumn, with vivid imagery and a sense of life's cycles and continuity. The use of color and nature-themed metaphors effectively conveys the wonder and inevitability of seasonal change. Good luck with the contest.
Watts Avatar
August 24, 2026 at 4:29 AM
Hi Sotto Thank you for you lovely review snd hood luck wishes I enjoyed writing this one Cheers Christine
Smith nee Howarth Avatar
August 19, 2026 at 11:53 PM
Christine, this is a beautiful reflection on the passage of time and the vivid colors of autumn. Your imagery of "russet red" and "yellow gold" paints such a warm picture of the changing seasons and the enduring strength of the trees. I especially admire the transition near the end where you compare the falling leaves to words scattered on a page. The idea that nature's beauty is fleeting but the words of your poem will survive and age gracefully is a profound and moving touch. A wonderfully crafted piece!
Watts Avatar
August 20, 2026 at 2:50 AM
Hi Alison Thank you do much your review is welcomed and I am pleased you enjoy my words I enjoyed writing this one today Cheers Christine
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