meet me under the apple trees
bulging with greening fruits & berries bold
as afternoon sun rusts the skylight
as the maple leaves amber gold
i breathe in - scents of late summer roses,
fading mint leaves, seedheads fluffy & white
as the maple leaves amber gold
as afternoon sun rusts the skylight
clock chimes into early autumn
i watch shadows lengthen & fold
as afternoon sun rusts the skylight
as the maple leaves amber gold
let's ramble the road with daisies
and swap stories as birds on flight
as the maple leaves amber gold
as afternoon sun rusts the skylight
Maple Leaves
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetry Form: Mirrorred Refrain.
The poem is formed by three or more quatrains where two lines within the quatrain are the "mirrored refrain" or alternating refrain. The rhyme scheme is as follows: xaBA, xbAB, xaBA, xbAB, etc..x represents the only lines that do not rhyme within the poem. A and B represent the refrain.
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Beautiful words!
ReplyDeleteWherever, whenever .... I'll be there.
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful! I love so much about it....the refrain is just perfect! Afternoon rusting the sky....what a perfect verb to describe those changing colors and to fit in with the autumn season as well! "clock chimes into early autumn" what a wonderful phrase to describe the coming fall!!!
ReplyDeleteI will ramble a road with daisies with you any day! :) LOVE it!
Oh Grace this is absolutely STUNNING!💝💝 You have composed the perfect atmospheric refrain to really give the reader a taste of the change in seasons. I especially love; "i breathe in - scents of late summer roses,fading mint leaves, seedheads fluffy & white as the maple leaves amber gold/as afternoon sun rusts the skylight." Sigh!
ReplyDeleteAah! I got it🙂. Beautiful Grace! 🙂
ReplyDeletePat
This is a gentle ramble through autumn light. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed that last stanza.
ReplyDeleteI'm wallowing in your words of late summer, simply divine!
ReplyDeletebeautifully done and perfect for the season
ReplyDelete"as afternoon sun rusts the skylight."
ReplyDeleteclock chimes into early autumn
ReplyDeletei watch shadows lengthen & fold
as afternoon sun rusts the skylight
as the maple leaves amber gold
Love this stanza, Grace! It leads on to the next season, Autumn and alluding to the golden colour in the process!
Hank
You have captured the allure of late summer. Your refrains works perfectly.
ReplyDeleteIt's been extremely warm here and this afternoon a terrible storm rolled in.
A beautifully painted world.
ReplyDeleteGrace, you took us there with you. I smelled. I heard. I felt. I saw. Your two refrains are colored in gold, your pen is golden. These lines took my heart:
ReplyDeletelet's ramble the road with daisies
and swap stories as birds on flight
Your words provide a picturesque scene.
ReplyDeleteYou paint such an inviting picture, taking us with you to these beautiful climes.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem with lush comforting imagery. I feel as if a similar notion was echoed slightly in my poem but I swear I've only just read yours! Catching all these feels though - autumn does seem to be creeping in already :-)
ReplyDeleteI really like the imagery, especially when the "shadows lengthen & fold."
ReplyDeleteThe beauty of late summer glows through the repeating refrain. I love it.
ReplyDeletea delicate and fruitful refrain
ReplyDeleteas autumn comes again
.. seems my comments are not getting through Grace, sorry
"Let's ramble the road with daisies" - an unforgettable image.
ReplyDeletePeaceful and delightfully calming.
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