When with closed eyes in Autumn's eves of gold-
I drift to thinking all about that Fall-
where our young daughter moved in Florida
to find a job she loved and could uphold.
We live up North where seasons are fourfold;
come Autumn- Summer's green begins to turn
to burnished colors- orange, gold, and red-
and 'round bonfires, all watch the flames unfold.
Oh, how she missed the Autumn scenes so bold
and bright, while southern steady greens remained.
She yearned for scents of fires and burning leaves;
deep in her heart, she could not be consoled.
We found the largest box to fill and hold
a mound of autumn leaves- our gift of Fall-
then shipped them to fulfill her joy untold.
March 26, 2020
Contest- Lines to Awaken Your Muse 2
Sponsored by- Joseph May
Prompt:
4. "When with closed eyes in autumn's eves of gold".
Rhyme Scheme: abca, adea, afga, aba - 15 Lines
True Story - 1987
We often meet in a small corner cafe.
A brief exchange, then we’re on our way!
Powerless to check my raging appetite,
I hasten to take you out into the night!
Loath to let you go, I will hold you near.
Need speak no words, for my intent is clear!
Though to be too impetuous is wrong,
My demands cannot be stayed for long!
Quite unable to stop my eager lips
From brushing yours! I take fearful sips
And savour the sweet bouquet they foretold.
Instantly, my pleasure is fourfold!
Though further draughts set my lips afire,
To appease my wants is all I desire.
Once satisfied, I’ve no further need of thee!
So discard the plastic cup that held my tea!
Rhymer January 4th, 2017.
We often meet in a small corner cafe.
A brief exchange, then we’re on our way!
Powerless to check my raging appetite,
I hasten to take you out into the night!
Loath to let you go, I will hold you near.
Need speak no words, for my intent is clear!
Though to be too impetuous is wrong,
My demands cannot be stayed for long!
Quite unable to stop my eager lips
From brushing yours! I take fearful sips
And savour the sweet bouquet they foretold.
Instantly, my pleasure is fourfold!
Though further draughts set my lips afire,
To appease my wants is all I desire.
Once satisfied, I’ve no further need of thee!
So discard the plastic cup that held my tea!
Rhymer September 1st, 2016
Autumn has started.
Yellow leaves found their way home
to each other’s warmth.
Then, there was Winter.
Embraced the foliage, coldly,
freezing the lovers.
Thereafter was Spring.
Rainfall began to descend,
drowning the floras.
And last, was Summer.
Ending the fourfold seasons
for the two of us…
Examine thy own life
Before thou examine other's life
We are blind to our own dirty deeds
But we have countless eyes on other's deeds
Speak not of others, if thou have nothing nice to speak of
For God doesn't like for us to demean and scoff
Therefore do not be hasty with thy speech
For if thy rend something special it will be hard to stitch
Speak not of good and cast thou eyes sideways
For it's a sign of hypocrisy and evil ways
And God's blessing to thee will transfer fourfold to others
For he didn't give the power of speech to harm our brothers
Speak not if it's for foolish things
Waste not thou speech for nonsensical things
Do not give foolishness free rein
But allow wisdom and understanding to reign
Speak thy words carefully
That thou may live peacefully
Each word thou uttered is thy responsibility
Whether thou speak nonsense or sensibly
Monster with Demon, Devil and Angel
Fourfold in friendship so spellingly causing
Reasons for living and giving of love
Small sensing sproutings of canine confusion
Gamboling ever for tender collusion
With larger companion traveling souls
The road that is traveled is bettered by having
These tiny companions to lower the hills
Smoothing the roadway by filling the potholes
With layers of free given love without frills
There is mischief asparkle in all of their antics
As even in sleeping their trust is so real
Small dignities pacing the roadway beside us
Reminding us ever with magic we feel