Jo's Poetry Corner
Autumn Poetry
Fallen Leaves by Deane P. Goodwin Evening approaches, gentle breeze blowing My chimes ring a bittersweet song of fall color chanting prayers and singing Praises of the circle Renewal awaits in the colors of the sun Rising to the heavens on Golden Eagles' wing Prayer defined as action defined as prayer The wheel turns In the center stands, unmoved, the Mother Guardian of love and life Nurturing arms upraised for all Life in the spiral Leaves,the sacrifice Labyrinthine dance conjured by ancient Shamen In amber salute to the dream Promise, made on the smoke of Autumn's fire Recognition of Truth handed down so long ago Leaves from golden Become Green Alive And we sing Praises of the circle © Deane P. Goodwin Paradise by Deb Brewer The smell of winter rides within the wind Autumn casts a spell; Nature bows to her power Animals scurry, leaves fall slowly to the ground Ruby gems and drops of gold crunch beneath my feet Paradise to my soul... ©1998DebBrewer Autumn by Jo Lady breath cools - change comes - leaves fall - flitter away - spent dreams - from branches of a yesterday tree © 1998 M.J. Taylorr Autumn by Chris Tired trees whisper To golden fields; Scrambling squirrels Hurry, scurry; Misty morning Heralds gentle breeze; Melting sun makes way For silver moon. ©1998 Chris Autumn by Starrlite We see life ending as summer closes. The dew lies longer the breeze reddens noses The deer linger less as opening day nears and turkeys take flight on the winds of fear The nuts on the ground are stolen much quicker for late night snacks in the cold of mid-winter the trees drop their leaves and corn stalks turn brown. The canning is done for the season's abound The smells of fresh pies reach across the yard, yet, winter is coming.. will it be hard? Since we can't foretell of the first snowfall, the groundhog just waits.. to end it all. ©1998 Starrlite Equinox by Antoinette Swanson As autumn closes in The moon rises high Hazy, mystical light Round and full In the liquid sky Casting shadows To hide in the night And rustle leaves During the autumn equinox The cool wind roams Caressing the soul ©1997 Antoinette Swanson Fond Autumn Memories by Becky Sunflowers nodding farewell, To the sweltering summer sun. Pale yellow corn stalks whispering, In the cold north wind. Canadian Geese chevroning the gray sky, Honking their way southward. Pumpkins, ripe on the vine, sparkling with frost, Beneath a round harvest moon. Leaves patch working the earth, Covering the frostbitten grass with a multicolored crazy quilt. Fat-cheeked red squirrels scurrying, As they gather nuts for their larders. Mums boldly flaunting crimson, orange, and yellow blooms, Oblivious to the coming winter. Hay wagons carrying lively teens, Carousing in the golden straw. Crunching tangy-sweet apples, Smothered with rich gooey caramel. Bon fires reflecting warm flickers, In two lovers glowing eyes. Mallards resting among the cattails, bobbing on the lakes silver surface. Michigan has given me, Many fond Autumn memories. © 1998 Becky Autumn Haiku By Peter Desmond fallen yellow leaves lie in the bowl of the street like cornflakes © 1998 peter desmond Autumn by Judy Lewis A stand of birches, icy white barked, Shed their leaves like golden rain Amid the fog of haunted autumn Death may be a whispered message In the swirl of ghostly mist Yet eruptions of violent color Hot with red and sulphur yellow Are the mimics of our own season I much prefer the bite of October To the cloying scent of pollen rich May This does not feel like green life dying More like creation changing its mind And redesigning the complexion of life Painting foliage, softening jawlines Into new expressive art forms I have travelled a long way for this view It is the destination I always had in mind Uncovering bright mysteries in the act Of abandoning our first seasons skin Hold me fast for it is best to be well rooted When we stand bare boned in the cold of winter © 1999 Judy Lewis The writing on this page remains the property of the individual authors. All rights reserved. To the Library To Poetry
Fallen Leaves by Deane P. Goodwin
Evening approaches, gentle breeze blowing My chimes ring a bittersweet song of fall color chanting prayers and singing Praises of the circle Renewal awaits in the colors of the sun Rising to the heavens on Golden Eagles' wing Prayer defined as action defined as prayer The wheel turns In the center stands, unmoved, the Mother Guardian of love and life Nurturing arms upraised for all Life in the spiral Leaves,the sacrifice Labyrinthine dance conjured by ancient Shamen In amber salute to the dream Promise, made on the smoke of Autumn's fire Recognition of Truth handed down so long ago Leaves from golden Become Green Alive And we sing Praises of the circle © Deane P. Goodwin
Paradise by Deb Brewer The smell of winter rides within the wind Autumn casts a spell; Nature bows to her power Animals scurry, leaves fall slowly to the ground Ruby gems and drops of gold crunch beneath my feet Paradise to my soul... ©1998DebBrewer
Autumn by Jo Lady breath cools - change comes - leaves fall - flitter away - spent dreams - from branches of a yesterday tree
© 1998 M.J. Taylorr
Autumn by Chris Tired trees whisper To golden fields; Scrambling squirrels Hurry, scurry; Misty morning Heralds gentle breeze; Melting sun makes way For silver moon.
©1998 Chris
Autumn by Starrlite
We see life ending as summer closes. The dew lies longer the breeze reddens noses The deer linger less as opening day nears and turkeys take flight on the winds of fear The nuts on the ground are stolen much quicker for late night snacks in the cold of mid-winter the trees drop their leaves and corn stalks turn brown. The canning is done for the season's abound The smells of fresh pies reach across the yard, yet, winter is coming.. will it be hard? Since we can't foretell of the first snowfall, the groundhog just waits.. to end it all.
©1998 Starrlite
Equinox by Antoinette Swanson As autumn closes in The moon rises high Hazy, mystical light Round and full In the liquid sky Casting shadows To hide in the night And rustle leaves During the autumn equinox The cool wind roams Caressing the soul ©1997 Antoinette Swanson
Fond Autumn Memories by Becky Sunflowers nodding farewell, To the sweltering summer sun. Pale yellow corn stalks whispering, In the cold north wind. Canadian Geese chevroning the gray sky, Honking their way southward. Pumpkins, ripe on the vine, sparkling with frost, Beneath a round harvest moon. Leaves patch working the earth, Covering the frostbitten grass with a multicolored crazy quilt. Fat-cheeked red squirrels scurrying, As they gather nuts for their larders. Mums boldly flaunting crimson, orange, and yellow blooms, Oblivious to the coming winter. Hay wagons carrying lively teens, Carousing in the golden straw. Crunching tangy-sweet apples, Smothered with rich gooey caramel. Bon fires reflecting warm flickers, In two lovers glowing eyes. Mallards resting among the cattails, bobbing on the lakes silver surface. Michigan has given me, Many fond Autumn memories.
© 1998 Becky
Autumn Haiku By Peter Desmond
fallen yellow leaves lie in the bowl of the street like cornflakes
© 1998 peter desmond
Autumn by Judy Lewis A stand of birches, icy white barked, Shed their leaves like golden rain Amid the fog of haunted autumn Death may be a whispered message In the swirl of ghostly mist Yet eruptions of violent color Hot with red and sulphur yellow Are the mimics of our own season I much prefer the bite of October To the cloying scent of pollen rich May This does not feel like green life dying More like creation changing its mind And redesigning the complexion of life Painting foliage, softening jawlines Into new expressive art forms I have travelled a long way for this view It is the destination I always had in mind Uncovering bright mysteries in the act Of abandoning our first seasons skin Hold me fast for it is best to be well rooted When we stand bare boned in the cold of winter
© 1999 Judy Lewis
The writing on this page remains the property of the individual authors. All rights reserved.
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