i.
the day the leaves
turn sulpher red, tangy
tangerine, gingerbread mums-
the day i fall, into you
ii.
inhale deeply
crunch, crinkle, wrinkle
before the northern wind passes
& still the fallen leaves
iii.
exhale the city smoke
& dirt from whirling machines
i wrap myself with russet blankets
and read your letters, ambered in time
iv.
birds fly as sunlight wanes
on maple trees gleaming with autumn
hues, bright as orange pumpkins
adorning our doors, with toothless grins
v.
another season to mark
from summer to autumn: i
embrace the changes
(in) me, (in) you
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Hosted by Bjorn Rudberg - Cadralor, a new poetry form. Join us at 3pm EST for more information and check out other cadralor poems. Thanks for your comments & visits.
You really took me there to the comfort of colors, and that perfect conclusion of embracing the change. I really think that this new form will bring a lot of great poetry.
ReplyDeleteI love how you've woven a love poem in between the stunning autumn imagery. It's not my favourite season but there is certainly much beauty in it!
ReplyDeletea loving thread on which you hang autumn - swooned at these lines:
ReplyDelete"i wrap myself with russet blankets
and read your letters, ambered in time"
This is exquisitely drawn, Grace! 💝💝 I so love the use of color and imagery here especially; "inhale deeply crunch, crinkle, wrinkle before the northern wind passes & still the fallen leaves."
ReplyDeleteThis is such a delight, Grace. A definite love poem at the end!
ReplyDeleteExquisite, Grace. Your delicate and deft dance between yourself and autumn is so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteLove these lines most especially:
ReplyDelete"i wrap myself with russet blankets
and read your letters, ambered in time"
Love that "fall into you" idea followed by the stanza about fallen leaves. Delicious imagery....visual and aural....colors and crunching, crinkling.
A wonderful write in this form!
"tangerine, gingerbread mums-"
ReplyDelete"fallen leaves"
"russet blanket"
"orange pumpkins"
"summer to autumn"
These are like a thread running through your poem.
As always, your paint a beautiful picture. The last two lines are perfect to tie it all together.
ReplyDeleteLove the third and last stanza, especially sighed when I read, "i wrap myself with russet blankets" 💞
ReplyDeleteNice i can see the thread running through and the wrap ups is gorgeous
ReplyDeleteMuch💜love
love in the autumn of our life ... such sincere vivid imagery, this is truly delightful!
ReplyDeleteI have never experienced autumn before
ReplyDeletethird stanza speaks to me
Lovely autumn imagery!
ReplyDeleteExquisitely painted, Grace...the glory of autumnal changes.
ReplyDeletea sensory and sensual delight - easy to fall softly into this and be equally startled for the colours, and comforted ...
ReplyDeleteStanza # 5 is an exquisite way to end your poem .... cheers.
ReplyDeleteGrace,
ReplyDeleteSo lovely, as autumn hues are lovely even as they signify change, and what remains:"fall[ing] into you." Beautifully evocative.
pax,
dora
There's something freeing about the fall, and the way you let the change happen in each stanza is magical.
ReplyDeleteSo evocative, all my senses alive in reading this.
ReplyDeleteThis can be read either as a paean to a current love, or an elegy to a lost one. Beautifully ambiguous.
ReplyDeleteYou capture fall, and falling, in all its color and finality, and weave a human story into it as well. Nicely done.
ReplyDeletelovely imagery, Grace ~
ReplyDeleteLovely sense of motion and transition throughout this poem, Grace. I especially enjoyed the phrases: "sulphur red", "ambered in time" and "pumpkins...with toothless grins."
ReplyDeleteYour poem has a sensuous movement to it. ♥️
ReplyDeleteI love it. This is my favorite line: "i wrap myself with russet blankets and read your letters, ambered in time".
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