creeps in, a foggy morning
a blur of maple & birch
leaves are falling into heap
weaving colorful & soft bed
do you recall the burning
fires of dawn, or the time we
went bazaar shopping for cheap
clothes, munching on sugar bread
but your face is blank, warning
me that your memories are
sliding into deeper sleep-
this is something we long dread-
in overcoming mourning
you forget - life is now - leap!
Autumn leaves
Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - MTB, hosted by Bjorn Rudberg. The poetry form is a bref double form, with 3 quatrains and a couplet. I have used the rhyme scheme of a-x-b-c for the quatrian and a-b for the couplet. See you at 3pm EST when the pub doors open for more poetry.
you've worked the form beautifully. I am especially smitten with the feeling and image these words bring up for me:
ReplyDelete"or the time we
went bazaar shopping for cheap
clothes, munching on sugar bread"
sigh....do not know why I'm anonymous...it's lillian here.
DeleteThanks Lillian!
DeleteThe combination of autumn and memory (and forgetting)--that slide in season and mind is so poignant.
ReplyDeleteIt can be so heartbreaking to see a loved one's memories slide. A beautiful, touching write.
ReplyDeleteYou use of of the form is seamless, and I like the notion that a harbinger for Fall can still emit positive vibes.
ReplyDeleteThe way you weave not just memories but also forgetting makes it very poignant
ReplyDeleteThis is wonderful Grace, well written.
ReplyDeleteGreat write! ~Paula
ReplyDeleteThese are the lines that got me.
ReplyDeleteour memories are
sliding into deeper sleep-
this is something we long dread-
in overcoming mourning
you forget - life is now - leap!
Ah that hits the spot this November morning as winter draws near, your lines penned so beautifully, Grace, the "now" never to be taken for granted, the sorrow of a loved one's memories slipping away. Life hitting us with its fog and its color at one and the same time.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI like the metaphor in this, the foggy morning and the memories fading is masterful! 👏👏
ReplyDeleteWell done. We should cherish those we love. Then we can have good memories.
ReplyDeleteMuch❤love
I know that kind of deep sleep in my own mind. November indeed.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteOur death isnt TheEnd, dear.
ReplyDeleteI certainly know. I'm a NDEr.
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