Tuesday, August 25, 2020

Rust


the sunlight on your face

wheat-golden as new day

grains of honey sprinkling oat milk sky

i fall into trance

these plum-kissed blooms

enticing blustering wind

to hiccups & heaves on leaves

edging with first rust of autumn 




Posting for dVerse Poets Pub- Waiting on Wheat, with guest host, Rosemarie Gonzales.

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16 comments:

  1. Wish you could be sitting here with me, Grace. I just gave out a huge sigh when I finished reading this. Just beautiful. Every line - but most especially for me "grains of honey sprinkling oat milk sky"

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  2. such an idyllic place you describe. love the sound of "plum-kissed blooms"

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  3. As a lover of autumn, I am enamoured of our poem, Grace. I love the use of colour, light and the idea of leaves being edged with first rust of autumn. I sighed too.

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  4. You made the best of autumn... the color and harvest combined. wheat and oat talks of plenty and bliss

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  5. Oh, this is constituted with beauty and bliss. This is very calming as well. Well done!

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  6. It's the gold that comes at the end of summer, turning to rust at the edge of the leaves. Lovely.

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  7. " to hiccups & heaves on leaves" What a great line!

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  8. There's a real wholesomeness at the start of this poem - all those good things. Everything is turning gold.

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  9. So serene and lovely. You took us to a special place!

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  10. My goodness this is absolutely exquisite, Grace!💝 I love; "wheat-golden as new day/grains of honey sprinkling oat milk sky." Inspired~

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  11. to hiccups & heaves on leaves
    edging with first rust of autumn

    Such a beautiful scene of the coming of Autumn very well described in not so many words. Perfect, Grace!

    Hank

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  12. What a lovely entrance into Autumn!

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  13. Love those last two lines, yeah for autumn!

    Pat

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  14. Gorgeous. I love " hiccups & heaves on leaves"

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  15. "hiccups & heaves on leaves" oh my heart just smiled because of this.

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  16. A beautiful picture of the wheat field you paint with your words. Ripe and ready for harvest!

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