Best Autumns Poems
Born on an autumn's day
Blue skies and butterflies
Leaves falling to the ground
Hold me under water
Teach me how to pray
Then I'll be on my way
As I lay here in my grave
As winter's gloom descends upon the trees
Autumn slumbers 'neath the fallen leaves
Spring's distant dream is yet to be perceived
As trees weep in the cold silence of their grief
Autumn slumbers 'neath the fallen leaves
As a lone bird sings a melancholy song
The trees weep in the cold silence of their grief
To a songbird's ode to autumns gone
As a lone bird sings a melancholy song
A sad song within my heart is born
As I hear the songbird's ode to autumns gone
That echoes in the twilight until morn
A sad song within my heart is born
As winter's frost through the forest spawns
The songbird's ode to autumn echoes until morn
Before it takes its envied flight to warmer dawns
As winter's frost through the forest spawns
Spring's distant dream is yet to be perceived
Then the songbird takes its envied flight to warmer dawns
As winter's gloom descends upon the trees
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Joseph May
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Credence aligned along the corridores of passage
Which usher in through the portends
This autumns door....
Such colourful banners of latitudes sprinkling
Flowing waters of repose that still echo
Inside, these sanctuaries walls
Guarded by the sentry whom stands at their gate
The entrance to the destined temple
Of the blessed, and eternal soul....
Silver and gold adorning nativities scene
A sacred reminder of divinities call
To have and to hold such prophetical promises
"Profound," laid afore this starlit alter
Treasures as verse, whose words do echo
Atop the tumbling of the organs keys....
Assembling choirs of angelic voices
Proclaiming these melodies of harmonies chords
While the infant smiled, and gazed into the future
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In, through the autumns door ~
Autumn surrounds the lake
Vibrancy vivacious, romantic
Blue in the rippling eye
Dark speck, a boat
Grows bigger and bigger
The laughter
Her auburn hair thrown back,
Her subtle loveliness
He stares at the landscape of love
Day bellows in briskness
And a tartan blanket
Smoothed on her lap
A sporty arm around her shoulder
Shadows falling effervescent
Sweethearts head for home
Trees retreat into dusk
Crunch of falling leaves underfoot
Spark of embers dying
Flame of color extinguished
Except for her lips
Pressed into his memory book
Soft, blush, frolic
Of a burgeoning wish
Small leaf adrift on tranquil waters
Occupier eyes the couple with jealousy
A miniature copy, this sister a faerie
Speckled toadstool over her head
She conjures a rainstorm
To get goody two shoes wet
But she slips into his arms
He asks
Rainstorm pulls the lovers along
To make a permanent hitch
A flying leaf, a faerie aboard
Stomps her teeny tiny feet
Wipes away her tears
Gives in, wishes well
For their happily ever after
11/18/2020
Outside my windowpane
Daylight dwindles
Sunshines sparsely
Further from the new dome skies
Ninety-three million miles away
Imbued in ripened colors
Nature’s mahogany, oak, and cherrywood trees
and Jogger’s grassy paths once lime greens,
Chanting to changing tones of richer reds
Clustered blue-jays adorn
Like shimmering rhinestones
Gayly sing above our heads
Shadows stretch out deep
Swaying weeping willows sweep
Smoke smells flow through the crisp air
Musky scent from stonefire oven pits
Spiced up dishes mouthwatering lit
Lavish and lustrous ambers crackle
Flaming orange leaves swirl around and prance
Seducing all to voyeur their performance
Golden crinkled copper leaves splayed
Reaching, rustling to the ground
Making shuffling sounds
Minty blues peak through scarlet rays
Fall cashmere shawls display!
Autumn gardens
Nights that linger lasting moments
Granting lover’s time
For making romance
gloomy skies and wind
fanfare of autumns approach ~
the first crisp leaf falls
written 5th September 2019
Autumn, your plethora of
ardent colors that spear up
then bare, becoming dormant;
stretching their branches.
10/1/2020
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At dawn, your fingers
still trace the curve of my spine
like they're reading braille~
each scar, each shift in the landscape,
a sentence you know by heart.
You laugh when I steal the blanket,
when my knees find the hollows
behind yours, an old map
drawn without compass or reason.
Our fights are old books now,
their spines cracked open
to the same dog-eared pages~
we know the lines by heart,
but recite them softer these days.
We are two trees grown
into each other’s bark,
gnarled and weathered-together,
no longer remembering
which rings belong to whom.
Some loves are built like this~
not with grand gestures,
but with the quiet tyranny
of your coffee cup left warming
on my nightstand,
the way you hum off-key
in the shower, still, after all these years,
and I pretend not to hear it,
and you pretend not to know.
Forty-three autumns,
and your hands smell like sawdust
and onions, and I wouldn’t trade
our slow unraveling for anything~
not even the taut, bright thread
we once were.
Don't you dare whisper a warm breath on my shoulder,
Or I might become even yet more, steamy and bolder!
Here~on this intoxicating, Western, autumnal night.
I wish I were, I wish I might, be your amorous slave tonight!
Like a scented, rainbowed candle, joyfully melting into you.
Becoming not one rainbowed glorious person, but a divine two.
A destined, waxing puddle of the most ardent, joyous lovers.
We are autmn’s blessed ones, under moonlit,sweet cloud-covers.
Oh, how divinely close, under the caring eyes of the stars,we are,
Sparkling in the velvet darkness, like bright jewels from planet,Mars!
9/20/2024
@ Panagiota Romios
Coiling quickly the leaves roll
Tumbling towards a new home
Autumn's oranges,reds,and gold
Splatter my view surrounding me
Warmth from the sun steaming
The dewy wet leaves in the morn
So intricately placed in quite a pattern
Delicately across my front lawn
The musty smell of drying leaves
Smoldering through my soul
Leaving images of Soft fuzzy hats
And warm wooly sweaters
Driving towards the mountains
The flame of topaz,amber and sienna
Paint the sky with a backsplash
Contrasting its deep blue hues
No wonder this season thrills
It's colors changing rapidly
Such a short time left
To witness this seasons circle of life
Quickly I must catch it before its gone
Leaving only small remnants of life
That retires to its bed
Only to sleep like a bear till spring
Scorched leaves drift to earth
Gently in the evening sun
Silence permeates
Fresher than a summer day
Through breath filled air we face the road
The tourists all have gone away
And frost filled nights their seed have sowed
To make the fall days their length erode
The beach is ours though not alone
White gulls push through storm filled air
Then rest on waves peaked high with foam
Their world holds neither hope nor care
But sky and sea with laissez faire
Together, close with cold clasped hands
The sharp wind cutting like a knife
Two set of footprints in the sand
We breathe in the elixir of life
And welcome winter with drum and fife
The Darkness fills me
illuminates fingertips
my eyes turn jet black
our dark hearts shatter like glass
your skin is cold blue
once vibrant soul matches suit
paralized with fear
we dance on our graves
holding sober hands
childrens laughter fills my head
flashing dark crimson and white
the grounds set for our last stand
our features are blank
as our last breath expires
embrace and explode
As you dance among the leaves absorbing Autumns chilly breeze
Evocative colors brain ingests assist minds eye a peaceful rest.
It may bring you to your knees, this painted landscape of the trees
Every eye, instantly pleased, boredom authentically appeased
Upon thoughts of raking leaves, deceased.
Inhaled moments to be seized as, canvas doesn't capture rapture
Sound amplifies escorting passing hisses
Painting simply is remiss as each leaf blows its own individual bliss
Sensations semi~ breathless, Whirlwind whips to face doth kiss
Spicy cider, crisp cool air, Enticing smells are everywhere
Ion forces that charge hair, Senses transformed to keenly aware
Like cleansing rain comes to care, Autumn has a harvest to share
Pumpkin tastes digested and relished, Gardens abundance is embellished
Palate welcomes earths new harvest,
Soups asparagus and leek guides taste buds to seek
Cinnamon nutmeg sprinkle invites tongue top to twinkle
Hints of future bursting creeks, all signs of how nature speaks
Swelling beauty gently peaks,
Swirling twirling everywhere, dance in Autumns love affair
Let it call you to your knees as you pray within the trees
Spying worker honey bees readying for winters freeze
Brisk intoxicating air expanding lung, Supports the life you are among
Dance as Autumns song is sung, Tantalizing color ubiquitously hung
~The Joyful Season of Thanksgiving has finally begun~
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Autumn colours bloom
Gently they drift on the breeze
Skeletal outcome
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