Monday, September 6, 2021

Autumn's afternoon

sky is stirring a broth

of thunderclaps

& cumulonimbus clouds


mellowing the street lights 

with muddy shade

of autumn


ground is mulched

with dead 

annuals & grooved twigs

too deep to smooth over


with yesterday's sun-

shine songs

instead we tally


each falling

                    <leaf>



Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson.    This is a 44 word post with the given word, GROOVE.   Join us when the pub doors at 3pm EST.  

26 comments:

  1. Okay, sky as broth is just fantastic. And loving that fallen (and all the other fallings being tallied, too). Wonderful.

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  2. What a wonderful way to describe the fall, at the moment we are spared the mulch and still have a cool taste of summer.

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  3. Wonderful Grace. That opening was spectacular
    sky is stirring a broth

    of thunderclaps

    & cumulonimbus clouds

    ❤️🌺☺️

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  4. Yes! That's exactly what the sky has been doing. Summer ending on an angry note.

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  5. Lovely word pictures! Well done.

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  6. Grace, I love the use of the word 'mulch' which always brings to mind the scent of rich earth renewal. As always, you've taken care with the form also. Can feel the cool breeze in the air.

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  7. Wow!!! What a sky.

    Happy Monday

    Much💛love

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  8. loved the muddying of the street lights. got stevie wonder on the head phones as i read this great combo

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  9. You painted such a vivid picture here - love the first stanza with the broth of thunderclaps.

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  10. Wonderful imagery, Grace. Just so.

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  11. I love where your mind takes us, Grace. "...broth of thunderclaps" is beautifully descriptive of your autumn day.

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  12. The simmering broth of a new season. I love the tally marked leaves. Magnificent.

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  13. love how you put that grooved stick in the mix

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  14. Leaves, tallied, still leave. Groovy piece!

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  15. A great poem Grace! Seems we tally the days for each season as they roll around. I liked the muddy shade of autumn and the sunshine's song.

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  16. Fascinating, Grace. This piece is so vivid that when reading, I missed the use of the word, "Groove." I love how entranced I feel when reading your poems, it really is quite an experience especially with how you paint the imagery. Great use of prosody and rhythm. <3 It's beautiful.

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  17. I love the images you create here--the sky as broth.
    This flows so beautifully--a lovely gem of a poem!

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  18. Splendid opening line and the tallying of falling leaves was beautiful.

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  19. A sad and happy poem to me. Enjoyed reading.

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  20. Absolutely evocative and moody - so atmospheric - you've captured the essence of the transitional between late summer and early fall, when the sun is such a weird shade of yellow and the skies get all brooding - great imagery - I fell head over heels for the 3rd stanza!

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  21. stunning imagery. stunning words.

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  22. That is a great opening line, I can see the sky stirring with change.

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  23. clouds


    Our skies .. our clouds .. our sun is being 'mellowed' with the muddy filter / shade of forest fire smoke now .... our fervent hope it leaves on the tail of autumn winds. A lovely Quadrille, Grace

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  24. I adore that first stanza...the idea of stirring up a broth...Such a unique image! Such a different way to picture the sky.

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  25. ground is mulched
    with dead
    annuals & grooved twigs
    too deep to smooth over

    Wonderful picture of impending Autumn coming our way, Grace! Perhaps asking us to be ready for it!

    Hank

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  26. I love this little detail, Grace!

    Yours,
    David [ben Alexander]

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