Thursday, November 12, 2015

Soup for today

a maple leaf falls
on bench, wind-swirled, sun-creased 
I heard a leap of faith  



Grace @ Everyday Amazing



I inhale autumn's air
it is melancholy lilt as sun
browns the last leaf to gold
and russet

I gather fallen cones
cold as red-winged feather
along with decayed blooms
scented with rain

I brace myself for winter's
onslaught but today, i inhale
crisp air deeply like a warm
freshly bubbled soup



Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight hosted by Abha ~  Thanks for the visit ~

51 comments:

  1. Oh I love a feeling of such weather.. here all leaves have fallen, so the branches are bare... but i love the feeling of holding on to that last golden leaf

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    1. Yes, some leaves are still hanging on ~ But the trees are almost bare too ~ Thanks Bjorn ~

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  2. Enjoy the beauties of autumn while you still can! Love the comparison of crisp air to warm soup! :-)

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    1. Its perfect for the cold nights, smiles ~

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  3. Such a lovely poem Grace :D beautifully put!

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  4. Fall with winter in the wings, has been a popular & prevalent Muse for many of us recently; lots of gray chill & piles of colorful corpses out there on the trail. I like your poetic take on things because there is a kinder co-existence with the season, less rancor, embracing the smoothness between the barbs. I like the lines /I gather fallen cones/cold as red-winge feather/.

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    1. I have learned to embrace all the seasons though winter is my least favorite of all ~ Thanks for the thoughtful comments Glenn ~

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  5. Like the beautiful autumn and the warning for dreadful winter...a lot of changes...lovely.

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  6. Autumn is my favorite month and you captured its beauty so wonderfully!

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    1. I love the colors and autumn air ~ Thanks ~

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  7. Such a wonderful poem Grace.

    My favorite lines:

    I gather fallen cones
    cold as red-winged feather
    along with decayed blooms
    scented with rain

    Truly magnificently put. :)

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  8. I love the line "I heard a leap of faith" in your opening haiku. I too notice your acceptance of your weather even though your winters are fierce to say the least. But in general it seems you have a positive outlook on life...and the seasons. It's quite admirable, Grace.

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    1. It took me a while to get used to harsh winters but the season has been good to my muse ~ Thanks for the lovely comment ~

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  9. Brrrr, I know that winter is approaching...and I brace myself as well...but inhaling that autumn air deeply is perhaps what one should do to appreciate even the chill of the season.

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    1. I have grown to love that crisp chill of autumn ~ Thanks Mary ~

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  10. A very nice piece Grace. >KB

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  11. Such a beautiful snapshot of autumn. I could almost smell fireplace burning in the background along with the scent of the fallen leaves. Such good description.

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    1. I love the scent of the fallen leaves ~ Thanks Victoria ~

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  12. Such a beautiful snapshot of autumn. I could almost smell fireplace burning in the background along with the scent of the fallen leaves. Such good description.

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  13. there's even a nip in the air here (such as it is).

    happy weekend, Grace ~

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  14. Very much enjoyed this one! I to embrace the dying days of autumn and dread winter's breath.

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  15. Like the leap of faith of the falling leaf...

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  16. Smiles.. i suppose a dreadful
    frozen winter is just
    'cause to appreciate
    the other seasons
    so much more..
    where memories
    perhaps are more
    likely stored in change
    of seasons instead of
    just two or less seasons
    where i live.. smiles again..
    there is only one for me
    now in
    Spring..
    no matter
    where the
    band of me rings..;)

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  17. Such a lovely poem about fall. So many glorious images in this. The cones and then....the air like warm freshly bubbled soup...I inhale that aroma put together from all the elements of this poem. That aroma leads me home and gives me comfort.

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  18. The opening haiku is especially beautiful and daring - it really made me sit up and notice. The warm and rich images in the rest of the poem also fit in well with the season and the theme.

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  19. This autumn is so redolent for us. Lifting into the mind so clearly and cleanly.

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  20. totally, hear you in this... nice piece for this time of the year

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  21. but today, i inhale
    crisp air deeply like a warm
    freshly bubbled soup

    How nice to be given solace and some comforts before trying times rear its ugly head!

    Hank

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  22. Good to inhale while you can, as winter shall soon be here, ugg haha

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  23. What we take in in the world around us does feed our soul. This is a warm and sweet ode to the season Grace. Have a lovely weekend. :-)

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  24. You and I were certainly in a similar weather space for this prompt. You on a more warm note. I'll take it.

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  25. Great reminder to savor the fall season instead of complaining about winter to come.

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  26. This weather just brings about the poetic side of everybody. And I can see why. :)

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  27. Browns the last leaf to gold... I love it, Grace.

    I hope you're doing fine.

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  28. "...decayed blooms
    scented with rain"
    I can smell this, Grace--so evocative of the scent of fall. Beautiful poem.

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  29. I'm bracing for the cold too. The heater is now kicking in during the night so now I'm bracing for the electric bill too.;) As always, thank you and have a wonderful week!

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  30. Ahhh... beautiful. You have captured autumn's beauty and essence. Thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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  31. I love autumn aas you describe it. Unfortunately these past windy and rainy days have shown its least enjoyable aspects.

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  32. love the bubbled soup image... and fall makes me a bit melancholic as well...those last leaves falling... such a contemplative mood in this one grace

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  33. crisp, totally expressive.....dreamy ...beautiful writing!!

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  34. Fall. I keep falling in love with it.

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  35. Like an autumnal incantation that puts me in a spell.

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