Susurrate Poems

Autumn Rumours

      Afternoon ember flare coddles forest
      Nodule noses, from dark bark eyes sap drips
      Naked soldiers, Summer’s subside promised
      Farewell foliage, spun fairy floss gossip
  

      News spew swept red runaway train carriage
      Ridiculed witches watch fireworks astral 
      Rudimentary broom aircrafts encourage
      Twilight wake creatures creep from log capsules


      Twitching whiskers, dusk susurrate translate
      Trampled damp mushrooms mulch to mildew fleece
      Orange fungi full moon balloon inflate
      Hot flight flame exhales exhausting release

     
      Grey limb wind tortured troops groan, familiar
      Guards gravely wait for Winter’s insignia




          31st August 

          Written for Contest: 
          Whispers of Autumn 
        Sponsor: John Lawless

Awakening Nature's Rapture

Noontide cordial sun immerse golden spheres
Birch and aspen leaves rhythmically quake
Susurrate deep in quietness appears
Timidly on soft earth shadow path wake

There, where nesting birds await safely perch,
While conceal sweet are their audible waft.
Cool breeze twine spider's web and bees who search
Stunning modest simple-ness echoes soft.

Lone senior British oak outstretch thick arm
Grasp weathered fraying pendulous tire swing;
Mid saffron blaze whilst it mingles off charm
Espy hushed cries for mortal yielding wings.

Lush meadow pigments an emerald green
Self quenching natures pulsing rapture scene.


11/19/2023

tuscan hymns

dusk
rains hope
perfumed to 
quench crestfallen
roses as crickets 
susurrate hymns
for a new
tuscan
dawn

When Autumn Comes

When Autumn comes, she saunters in.
paints asters blue and streaks the skies
magenta! When chill winds begin
to susurrate, we hear her sighs.

Wearing multi-colored dresses,
when Autumn comes, she saunters in,
capriciously shakes her tresses
and with bright leaves then loves to spin.

Cavorting with the clouds within
the summer-ending skies of blue,
when Autumn comes, she saunters in.
But soon the woodlands she glides through.

Not long will Autumn stay too calm.
October sees strange pumpkins grin -
not like her onset days of balm.
When Autumn comes, she saunters in.

Swallowed

Stones,

Mortar, and brick

Nowhere to turn without feeling sick, stoned

To my stomach

A bottomless pit

Unheard, smothered by a thousand succinct voices' verbose drone

Speaking as they spew toxic, putrid bile in the pit of my stomach

Plummeting, swirling dizzily in circles - a cyclone - cyclically, alone

Booming, the whispering silence of lucidity's susurrate disruption weighs heavily on my thoughts, placidly as it sits

Like boulders, slowly sinking deeper into quicksand - the bottomless pit of my stomach

Swallowed by immovable, inescapable stones,
Mortar, and brick

Runs Up and Down

jumping barking dog
sun flows half open window
tree leaves susurrate

10/2/2022

Romantic Night

moon lights the pathway
leaves susurrate with the breeze~
gardenia scent

4/27/2022

Briskness It Rouses

minstrel wind flows through
tree limbs quiver up and down~
gay leaves susurrate

4/21/2022

Charms of Nature

Charms of Nature

Noontide cordial sun immerse golden spheres
Birch and aspen leaves rhythmically quake
Susurrate deep in quietness appears
Timidly on soft earth shadow path wake

There, where nesting birds await safely perch,
While conceal sweet are their audible waft.
Cool breeze twine spider's web and bees who search
Stunning unadorned simple-ness echoes soft.

Lone senior British oak outstretch thick arm
Grasp weathered fraying pendulous tire swing;
Mid saffron blaze whilst it mingles off charm
Espy hushed cries for mortal yielding wings.

Lush meadow pigments an emerald green
Self quenching natures pulsing rapture scene.



2/9/2020

Moonlight Music

Rose petal soft lips share a sensuous kiss. 
Entranced by the sight of the moon rising high 
While leaves play a susurrate song in choir, 
A drum shares its tune as my heart plays its part. 

1-2-18 

MINUANETTA - Poetry Contest 
Sponsor: Gregory R. Barden

Taken from original poem "Ethereal Bliss - Minuanetta"

Arbitrium Divisa 4 Poetry Contest
Sponsor Gregory Barden

Bathing In the Winter Sun

Wind brings a gust of icy chills
 blowing freely in open fields and barren trees,
brisk and cold temperatures freeze the spirit 
 but not once deters the soul
sequestered and hidden from the rays of the sun;
 but no creature can hide forever
momentary madness calls them to the light,
 and in the piled leaves creatures flutter
rustling and scratching the frozen earth
 to nestle deep into the bath of crackled crunch;
a susurrate cry rises in the embracing warm
 of faint faded rays to bathe in the winter sun.

Aesthetic Autumn

Aesthetic Autumn

Oh scarlet sunset your red hue,
Vermilion shades with crimson too,

Match my favorite season's shades
O'er woodlands and bright gilded glades

Trees claim rust, orange, brown and gold,
What a stunning sight to behold!

Soft rain combined with wayward wind 
Refreshes trees as drops descend.

As dancing, twirling leaves depart
Their susurrate song stills my heart.

3-3-22

A poem lovely as a Poetry Contest~N/A~
Sponsored by: Margarita Lillico 

“A poem lovely as autumn”


First posted 10-1-18

Autumn Royal

Let my eyes celebrate the changing hues 
When canopies display their lovely blends, 
While leaves transform, embracing vivid views 
Let colored leaves fly in fresh autumn winds. 
As sweet summer's season slowly transcends 
There's glory seen in a crimson sunrise.
Susurrate sounds make music in cool skies.

Steps hold cinnamon leaves in amber light 
As days pass, in umber shades, they lay dead. 
Pumpkin patches of fire welcome night 
As Luna rises putting them to bed. 
With silver clouds in lapis skies she's wed. 
Harvesting seasoned saffron at its height, 
Its ginger strands are part of fall's delight. 

© Connie Marcum Wong
9-25-17

AUTUMN RHYME ROYAL Premier Contest - Second Place
Sponsored by: Dale Gregory Cozart |  

Amber,Cinnamon,Crimson,Fire,Ginger,Pumpkin,Saffron,Umber

Autumn At the Heart

AUTUMN AT THE HEART

She’s a world has gotten drowsy
Evolving face of autumn
Like gold    then scarlet    amber
Like blood from beetle vein

At heart her core lacks action    still
She has this sort of stadium swell
A far and muffled roar on susurrate air
Which brings her round again

Her essence lay at kindred depth
At oneness with the fertile Earth
Where roiling life all seasons sways
She bows to nature’s royal domain

Dave Austin

My Fragile Friends

Please speak to me my lovely friend
With leaves stirred softly by the wind

Under enchanted autumn sky
Where your susurrate sounds drift by.

Sing soft melodies in choir
As leaves glow as if on fire.

I feel your abject dying pain 
When wet and cold from chilling rain.

I remember spring at your birth,
How you brightened verdant earth.

And then in summer your soft shade
Where under your cool leaves I laid.

You always spoke or sang to me
While holding close your mother tree.

But now in autumn's silver sky
Soft spoken leaves whisper goodbye.

© Connie Marcum Wong

September 17, 2016 Poem of the Day

Leaves talking - Poetry Contest N/A
Sponsor John Lawless

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