Autumn prepares a lavish trail
Brilliant her float through nippy air,
Cruising along near winter hills
Draped by foliage, rich in prints
Each with mixed tinges from her shade,
Fragrant as lavender perfume.
Gaily, children with trimmed baskets
Huddle along rows of flowers...
Into the lea, small arms gather
Jasmines and thistles to bring home
Keeping some for merry-go- rounds;
Long after cool noontime is done.
More bounty twirls on frothed edges, yet
Not one dares to ruffle the charm
Of her new harvest, enriching
Playful hours when youngsters hop
Quite briskly, for peek-a-boos
Resting awhile... humming away.
Suddenly, Mom calls from afar
That echoes of floral end,
Until petals wave goodbye
Vanishing... as toes strut down
While Autumn reels then flings a gift;
Xenias fluttering on woven trays
Yellow -orange like November's hue;
Zestful, kids cheer...tomorrow again!
Originally Posted 7/20/2015
Contest Forms -A Contest Broken Wings
Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2015
I never chose the beaten path, I'ld walk on by then I'ld laugh. I always walked my own way, I still do to this day. I've lived a life with some regret, a little debt I have met. However all in all it seems, I am richer than I'ld dreamed, you see the wealth and the greed never brought me to my knees. For the love of life keeps me strong so much beauty all day long. I guess to some it may seem, I did things my way, I did indeed.
June 10, 2014
Copyright © Kimberly Miller | Year Posted 2014
Autumn brings cooler days
Effusing fiery golden hues
Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2012
Around the Corner Contest
(WINTER is around the corner)
By Sally Wood
There's an old man I heard is new in town
They say he's not shy as he takes over the land
His business is snow and ice and cold rain
The neighbors are talking he's all the rage
He changed the scenery his very first day
While the trees lost their leaves and died away
He has a blower for harsh cold winds and rain
And later he'll order people to dress his way
This old man has taken over our town
People are running in attempts to escape his plans
They wear heavy clothing, boots, and hats on their heads
As they pass him, he laughs, he has nothing to dread
Yes, there is a new old man in town
Who has people angry and avoiding his frown
He'll keep on moving a few months down the line
But for now, our town won't be free for quite some time!
Copyright © joan woods | Year Posted 2014
Turn a leaf that fly to ground.
Like the surf that must be round.
Loosen minds are Autumn- minds.
Rove to Eden does no sins.
Drift in winds are Autumn- senses.
Cursor ways are lights with ends.
Surface dust is Autumn- skies.
Autumn life is easy pies.
Pollute worlds have polluted airs.
Filthy messes are not so fair.
Autumn scenes are worlds that stained.
Social stairways need to think.
------------Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3----------
Copyright © cheung shun sang | Year Posted 2013
How could a man be so cruel, i was thinking at deep
How could one make her weep , i was thinking at deep
she was a spinster,,and it was all she made for her
the abiogenesis of emotions never grew as she met a sycophant
it was all abnegated as she was a shrew,
while he was a taciture with a misogynistic heart
She was all fastidious but he always had a belief ...Nothing is IMPREGNABLE ENOUGH
NOTHING IS MUCH BALEFUL UNLESS WE AREN"T ECCENTRIC
UNLESS WE"R ASCETIC HOLDING THE PARASOL
IT'S ONLY THEN ALL SYCOPHANTS WOULD DIE
IT'S ONLY THEN WHEN ALL SPINSTER'S WOULD HAVE THEIR MEN.
WHEN THER'Z NO INTESTATEMENT OF A SOUL.!!!
Copyright © KAMRAN RASHID | Year Posted 2014
I see a mountain and I wonder,
I see a river and I wonder,
What permeates their instincts;
Is it some permutation
Or some ever pertaining philosophy.
The consistency to flow,
The consistent grandeur,
The consistent magnanimous posture,
Instils in me a supreme passion,
A determinant instinct, to pursue,
And paint the world with such a beauty,
And fill it with the essence of purity,
The glory of truth and an inspirational glow.
Copyright © Arnov Sett | Year Posted 2016
A beautiful Autumn day
everyday i sit of the door of our house
but sometimes instead i see a mouse
it doesn't have to look obvious
that you spent all the Autumn with her
the voice of the charted valleys
have given me some hope
but then finally i realize
that leaves fall from trees
and they die
so i went down in the deep,shallow woods
just looking for you
but again i say, what's useful
what's useful of hiding down the trees
watching animals taking care of each other
won't that be a reaction
but don't come back to life
suddenly one leaf fell on me
it was orange
and then another leaf fell on me
it was yellow
but i see
non were green
i thought what could cause this
while i'm only 10
maybe you did something to them
maybe you said something bad about me, or it was hopeless love.
Copyright © aya darwish | Year Posted 2012
Autumn brings cold darkness
Enveloping fog gathers
Hanging in joyless khaki
Leaves mound noiselessly
Offering people quiet rustles
Should the unsuspecting vegetation
Whirl xcitable-as-a young zephyr
Please excuse the minor indescretion on the last line :)
Copyright © Nick Bagnall | Year Posted 2012
You got a part
I got my broken heart
Live and let them walk
Build a bridge and break that wall
Look up at the sky,, without any pillar it never fall
Wake up and stand tall
This world is not your garden not my farm
Let us be all one
Walk and talk
Live and love
As fela did
Like him lets [pass the truth by heart
Let’s stand fair and near
Fela is not just my fantasy or a new word just learned
It’s what I got to learn about standing for your right
For your belief
For your people
I wonder,, oh god how can the world let Fela go..!!
And I just loved listening that from FELLA …, BLACK AFRICAN PRESIDENT___PANSA PANSA…YOU WILL HEAR MORE ABOUT MY VISION...
KNOW MORE ABOUT MY PASSION
& PLEASE JUST REMIND MY VOVAGE OF WORDS IS NOT JUST A FASHION
IT’S JUST A SPIRITUAL GAME
THE UNDERGROUND SPIRITUALITY,, as fella calls it COZ THOSE ON THE ROOF OR TOP OF IT NEVER EVER ACCEPTS our or your SPIRITUALITY
IT’S JUST YOU
WHO HAVE TO WALK FOR THIS,,
TALK OF THIS
MAKE THIS A VERB AND WORD AND USE IT LIKE A SWORD
Fela …oh fela
I just pray
And wish all from now
Will put something like you
Or I will get in some boots of you..
It will be all loving to live with strength, truth and die instead for justice and equality
And from a distant land where the bullets and ballads are the same
I ran from the lanes to a city like jungle
Where all I saw was even more heartbreaking
Here people die and they are walked over
Here they see ones cloth and color
I wonder about whatever they talk..
The democracy, the freedom to speech
It’s just an art to restrict the true get on wall
Let’s just get over hate and walk on our own fate
Being here and listening to …it makes me think and sing
..lalaaa..laaalaa..laaaa..laa..laaa.laaa.laaaa..hey you stop wasting your time
Live like fela…and say to them who talk of things so large and loud\be like fela..
Love like he loved life
From a street to valley let the message be all one,,,
Love for all
Hate for none
#every day I walk in frost and I meet a few who give some new thought
And just become a good part
Some walk away
And some lie always deep here in our heart
#4myfriend frm Afrika
__-----?>>walter Idi @krbburningsoulz
Copyright © KAMRAN RASHID | Year Posted 2015
We lay beneath autumn trees
And autumn leave gently falls.
Laying beside you I'm lost in your eyes,
I'm lost in the presence of you
And autumn leaves gently falls.
We lay there and autumn breeze blow.
Would I trade this moment, no, no.
The rose in your hair is white like winter snow,
beauty lies before my eyes and sparkles glow,
And autumn breeze gently blow.
We lay beneath autumn trees,
We lay in love of autumn breeze.
We lay together in each other eyes,
We lay beneath the season of autumn sky.
Autumn breeze blow and leaves of autumn trees fell,
Staring in your eyes I see the unspoken love for me it tells.
Autumn leave, red, brown, yellow,
in autumn wind they rattle a love symphony of being hallow.
Small rays of sunlight,
between autumn trees had you glow.
And as we lay together beneath autumn trees,
softly in our love we watch a autumn day goes.
Copyright © stephen montique | Year Posted 2012
There's a certain chill in the air,
Surrounding us all everywhere
Brown, yellow, orange, and red,
Leaves are swirling over head
Shorter and colder during the day,
Means that Winter's not far away
Pumpkins and apples are all around,
For when it's Fall they abound
Ghosts and goblins appear too,
Wanting to try and frighten you
I really love the season of Fall,
It's my very favorite one of all
Copyright © JANICE HERZOG | Year Posted 2014
By all these lovely tokens autumn days are here,
with summer's best of weather,
and autumn's best of joyfulness,
every soul is dedicated to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth,
seeking the consecutive autumns.
There is harmony in the air,
and the days become vivacious and brittle under fruitage heavens,
a luster is in the atmosphere,
which through the summer is not perceived or understood,
as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
the landscape is decorated in glowing shades of scarlet, saffron and russet.
Autumn's fire burns slowly along the forests,
and day by day the lifeless leaves fall and melt down,
I trust in nature for the steady laws of prettiness and usefulness,
Leaves grow old gracefully; bring such joy in their last lingering days,
How vibrant and bright is their final flurry of life.
The magic of autumn has seized the rural areas,
the air is intense and vibrant and full of possibilities,
everything looks like a supernatural oil portraits,
Autumn leaves with an emotionless caress,
leaving us to grieve the frosty grip,
of winter in extended sunset.
Copyright © Seth Yuhi Musinga | Year Posted 2015
I stand up high upon a peak,
watch natures beauty flourish,
and hear the pleasant bird songs.
Nature wakes up from its snooze,
it breasts peak to the sky,
and listen to the bustling of the bees.
I inhale the aroma of nice fresh air,
feel the waft within my hair,
and odour the fragrance of flowers with my nose.
I watch a gentle cold rivulet drift,
leaves that are enthusiastically blown...
by the furious whispering wind.
The white-winged scoter sings a spring song,
the butterflies’ ballet in the sky,
and the florae bloom and call flying bees to them.
So Beautiful It Has To Catch Your Eye.
Copyright © Seth Yuhi Musinga | Year Posted 2016
Deer running through the forest,
As graceful as can be,
Her white tail in the air,
Saying "I know you're there",
As majestic as this beast could be,
It will be in great agony,
For the motorized beast has caught it.
Copyright © Glenn Tilton | Year Posted 2014
Ode to Snow
From the cloudy sky
It floats softly down,
Drifting silently by
Quickly blankets the ground.
On skeletal tree limbs and evergreen boughs
Covering dead leaves and pine cones,
As thick as weight will allow
The arms of branches take the burden now.
It dances on errant breezes
Or flies swiftly to the side,
The wind will carry it where it pleases
Coming down heavy now, spreading far and wide.
I walk among its chilliness
And wonder if it knows,
That it brings me such happiness
The peacefullness of snow.
Soon spring will come upon the land
Winter storm clouds will part,
Drifty mountains once so grand
Will quickly start to melt.
Then rain will wash the snow away
Rebirth of blossoms, new growing grass
Summer flies quickly by, Autumn seems only a day
All too soon the stormy snow clouds will amass.
Copyright © Kimberly Taylor | Year Posted 2008
The old wolf sang a song to the moon so far and long.
A song of prayer as the aging moon sat there.:
Show me moose, so I won't starve.
Break me loose so I won't be bored.
Shall I take a break from a long, long run, give me light from the sun.
Copyright © Mika Simonson | Year Posted 2016
Aarmano Se JAn CHooti
Ghamo ne Aan Ghera ha
Kia mere DIl pe Bas
Sirf Tanhaiyo ka Basera ha
Copyright © Rameez Ahmad | Year Posted 2014
The Past is like a ribbon
Holding up your hair
You turn around to find it
But it's not there.
Copyright © michael morrison | Year Posted 2014
I wake up before the sun from a cozy bed
I walk outside and feel the crisp autumn chill
So I put a stocking cap on my head
I walk through the back yard
heading for the woods
doing something city boy
only wish they could
I arrive at my stand
and check the direction of the breeze
before I climb up ole faithful
a dying, dark barked maple tree
I make myself comfortable
as the sun stretches its arms
for the sky
producing iridescent colors
I live for the outdoor
and that's one of the reasons why
Not far behind me a freshly cut field of hay
in front endless rows of cornstalks fill the way
I begin to think of a tradition
My son and I on thanksgiving day.
he is still here with me
even though last November he passed away
I start hearing cars doors shut
its coming from over the hill
carrying an aroma of cinnamon
It's my favorite! Pumpkin pie
Justin, I'll be back, But for now Goodbye
Copyright © C.J. dont have one | Year Posted 2013
I'm tired of people that are healthy
Even fat people can be stealthy
You mays well just get outta town
If you don't, I might kill you, make you drown
If only I could put on a pair of thongs
I would go to golden corral and pick up food with the tongs
Not my hand
If I go out to eat and they offer me a water
I might go crazy and start to slaughter
Don't ever offer me anything free and charge me for it
You can only do that if i'm wearing my favorite outfit
Everyone's starting to tick me off
Just leave me alone I want to go play golf
It's so intense
Just so you know though
Water makes me sick
So if you offer, you might get your butt kicked
I'm a big guy that enjoys pop
so please no more water, just stop
Copyright © Sloppy Joe | Year Posted 2015
a friday or another
a walk with mother
is that fruitful
walking ahead see a shop
having a stop
looking at whats
makes a day
with a small friutful day
Copyright © arzoo akbar | Year Posted 2013
Amazed by Earth's beauty,
Understand the change,
To which when it's sunny,
Unexpected for those see the season image from their cage.
Many don't understand about fall,
No matter what, fall is the most beautiful of all.
Copyright © verlena dillard | Year Posted 2014
Autumn’s brisk colorful days,
Emanating fiery golden hues,
Intense joyful kaleidoscope leaves
Meander noisily over people
Quietly running, surrounding them
Unpredictable vibrant whirling
Xeme yonder zigzagging
Copyright © Carmen Penchi aka Sunshine | Year Posted 2015
Starry knighted nightingale
Across Orion's eyes
I see the falling star a yonder bright
lit bright moon, before me' aye
Afar on earth with Cricky bound
mi Pooka guard before me'
I take a light of image snap
It dances hap, before me'
Ere it stood, eidolon par
Eerie don, ego, do atem me’
owe me a rose, amore rue,
es here etu, defend me'
Copyright © Richard Colon | Year Posted 2014
Raindrops fall in violet and blue
smearing the storm amidst the
roses of red fade to white
frozen, they shatter and fall
through the silence comes a
a reoccuring nightmare's
time will stand still but never
forever keeps ticking away
autumn leaves fall in red and
strange how warm suddenly
crackling under the heavy feet
of the sun and her morning
they try to tell us stories of
but what stories could a leaf
we chose to ignore them, so
they whisper instead
to the butteflies who pass them
stardust falls in silver
accompanying it, bittersweet
whirls of smoke drift towards
the night sky
trying to catch the moon
footsteps etched in silver
with each new print they
scream a little louder
"Ouch!You know it really hurts
when you walk all over
Copyright © Evonne Van Gundy | Year Posted 2013
Coldest season of winter
With snowy fall
Rays of golden sunlight
On a summer season
Falling of leaves
By autumn season
Pretty flower blossoms
With twittering birds
Of the spring season
All seasons with their specific beauty
Makes the world beauty.
Copyright © Namratha H | Year Posted 2012
The garden swing on andy griffith
Copyright © LEWIS FINDLEY | Year Posted 2016
hey look stop regreting and start worrying fr ua grave i say
lets just worry and forget about guns and plant all roses..
TO ALL THOSE WHO BELIEVE & WHO DON”T
TO ALL THOSE WHO SEE & WHO DON’’T
TO ALL THOSE WHO LISTEN & WHO DON’’T
TO ALL THERE & ALL HERE I HAVE A FEW WORDS TO SAY
LIFE IS A BOOK WHICH is WRITTEN BY ALMIGHTY AS WE ALL KNOW
BUT ALL WE KNOW & ALL WE DON”T IS ALL DIFFERENT
THE SUN RISES EVERYDAY FOR THE LOVE OF EARTH
THE SKY STANDS ALL THERE WITH NO STANDS & NO PILLARS
IT HOLDS A FAMILY OF STARS ALL TOGETHER
HAVE YOU EVER THOUGHT WHAT IT IS ALL ABOUT
NOBODY EVER HAS DISCOVERED THE SECRET BEHIND STARS
ALL WE ARE BUSY IN RUNNING INSANE,CRYING FOR THE UNENDING DESIRES
DEFENDING OUR GOOD & BAD
BLAMING OTHERS,HOLDING A GRUDGE
TALKING OF PATRIOTISM,ACTING AS RACISTS
DIFFERENTATING & DISCRAMINATING
BEING PRIEST’S TO WORLD & ACTING AS THUGS AT WHOLE
I LOVE THE WAY I’M ,THE WAY YOU ARE
I DON’T WANT TO BE WHO YOU ARE & HOW YOU ARE
THE SAME I EXPECT FROM YOU ALL.
IT’S INSANE WORRYING ABOUT THINGS WHICH ARE ALL OUT OF OUR CONTROL
THE BEST THING IS TO LIVE AND LET LIVE AS IT IS A BELIEF OF ALL WISE MEN
RESPECT & YOU WILL GET IT ALL
ELSE YOU GONNA GET A FALL
THERE’Z NO FUN IN RUNNING ALL ALONE
WALK HOLDING SOME HAND,THE JOURNEY WILL B ALL BETTER
THERE’Z NO GOOD IN BUILDING THE WALLS ALL OVER
BUILD SOME BRIDGES ALL HERE & ALL THERE,AS IT WILL GET YOU NEAR& NEAR.
ITS WHEN THERE WILL BE NO FEAR & TEAR.
#L 4 ALL#HATE 4 NONE#
and that is all i feel beneath my breath.
Copyright © KAMRAN RASHID | Year Posted 2015
Remembrance of You…
Let not the waves of the sea separate us now, and the years you have spent in my midst become a memory.
You have walked among us as a spirit, and your shadow has been a light upon our faces.
Much have I loved you. But speechless was my love, and with veils has it been veiled.
Yet not it cries aloud unto you, and would stand revealed before you.
And ever has it been that loves knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.
Alas you returned to me my heart rejoiced waves of tears removed replaced by your smile, your kiss eternal
Beginning again ours is a mystery a tale of life told through sorrow and grace withstanding fears intrusion
Scenes not yet finished will deliver us hearts fortuitous sing melodies in unison unrehearsed love upon the wind.
© 2008 David J. Mitchell
Copyright © DAVID MITCHELL | Year Posted 2016