Monday, September 20, 2021

Wings over the sky

 

i blued over your heavenly feathers

with all the tender songs 


now as autumn wind 

paints 

sunflowers brown

green leaves to ochre 

roses to crushed velvet black


and sky calls you

with aubergine & red-orange sunsets


i will linger

by the door, gathering seeds



Dried Hydrangea @ Grace


Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille #136, Let's Linger, hosted by Linda Lyberg.   This is a 44 word post with the selected word, Linger.   Join us with your quadrille poem.

26 comments:

  1. I love the way the poem transitions to the coming of autumn- lovely Grace.

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  2. Beautiful multi-sensory experience and so enjoyable to read.

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  3. Oh this is exquisite. You are an absolute painter artist with words!

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  4. I love your use of color as summer transforms into fall. This is a beautiful poem!

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  5. Grace,
    I absolutely love the last lines, dormant as seeds with new life. Perfect.
    pax,
    dora

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  6. great imagery of autumn. loveing your use of colour

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  7. Fantastic. I like the splashes of color from your words and the progression of the poem. I agree with others, the ending is perfection.

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  8. I love color, and all these color words--summer merging into fall. Lovely poem, Grace.

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  9. Your use of colours just blends us into autumn beautifully.

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  10. I really like the lingering to gather fall seeds for spring!

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  11. you lingered a while to catch the sensual transition into autumn, lovely

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  12. You paint autumn's colors with a romantic stroke, Grace. I'm in love with ochre and aubergine!

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  13. The colors all feel like characters in this story! "roses crushed to velvet black" is great writing! 💓

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  14. ‘I will linger by the door gathering seeds”. Yes! How beautifully you describe the onset of autumn

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  15. This is a very mindful way to accept the transition to Autumn, finding beauty and gratitude in the shift of seasons.

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  16. I love this! Here's how I read it the second time through:

    now as autumn wind
    paints sunflowers
    brown
    green leaves
    to ochre
    roses
    to crushed velvet black...

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  17. Such exquisite, colourful imagery! Lovely.

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  18. There is hope in the gathering of seeds in the fall... I can imagine going full circle with those seeds.

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  19. Grace, this is so evocative! You're amazing.

    -David

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  20. Perfect depiction of autumn approaching. Beautiful.

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  21. The wind does the painting. Aww. I like that. And I (you) by the door. Aww. I love that too. Thanks for sharing.

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