(Sonnet)
Autumn's Promise
A breeze swept around the summer bower,
climbing the tall beeches, branches it wrung.
Like confetti; gold farewells fall in a shower,
the old hedge swayed as autumn gently sung.
The dirge of summer groans in the eaves,
a grey wind rustled an army of the fall.
Black cat danced; chasing the magic leaves
across the fallen carpet, wall to wall.
Black birds in mourn, crowing at summer's wake,
autumn laments with warm golden memories.
As the cold season turns and cycles break,
mother nature lulls upon her soft breeze.
Autumn's promise to summer, it is said,
to arrange for winter to bury her dead.
Author notes
English
Written September 29th, 2006
A contest entry
- Sonnets, Sonnets, and more Sonnets by B Chandler.
375 points, ended November 21, 2006, 12 entries
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This is good. Smart thoughts.
Thank you for your entry,
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this is good, i liked it a lot, i understand what your trying to do, thank you for entering the contest
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Excellent sonnet, I especially liked those last two lines, beautiful flow. Thank you for the entry in the contest. -N
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Thank you neenz, glad you liked it and good luck with your contest, take care, Nip
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A truly wonderful sonnet.The rhyming and thought in this was brilliant and provided for an enjoyable read.Thanks for entering and best of luck in the contest
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I normally don't get excited about any kind of entries that are in any of my contests that I hold due to that I try to keep an objective mind and point of view....
...not in this case, the second and third stanzas pop out to the reader. I have no critical commentary abnut this entry. Keep penning
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Hi Cyberartist, thank you for the feedback, kind words
Best wishes Paul.
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good
This is so good..I love how imagintive it is. Thank you for sharing it with us. The best of luck to you in the contest.
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Hi Betweenmoods
Autumn's Promise there are so many great lines in this but my favourate virse would be "Black birds sit in mourning, crowing in summer's wake,
autumn laments with warm golden memories.
As the seasons turn and cycles break,
mother nature lulls upon the pestering breeze."
thank you for entering, All the best -
superb
I enjoyed the flow, meter and movement in this piece
a very good write
Tamara
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Great write!
My favorite part would be the second stanza:
The dirge of summer groaned in aching eaves,
a grey wind rustled up an army of the fall.
The black cat danced; chased the magic leaves
across the fallen carpet woven from wall to wall.
It's such a great section! Honestly you are a very talented writer!!!
best of luck in the contest!!
Great piece!
With Words Of Love and Hope,
Musyk
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Autumn's promise to summer, it is said,
is to arrange for winter to bury her dead.
Wow! such an awesome line! I love the personification you gave to this piece. Your word choices were right on. Very well done, Thanks for sharing. -
beautiful discription of fall very beatiful. I really love the imagery in this piece. I really do. It gives autamn a whole new more wonderful look. dery beuiful piece as I have said before.
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this was beautiful i love the line, The black cat danced; chased the magic leaves, great work here and you are truly talented please keep up the writing
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Love the last two lines. Nice abab rhyming scheme, too. A good poem. Well done.
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i hate to repeat everyone else but great poem to every aspect of it! you are so creative! i just love fall and all around our college campus leaves are falling ... one fell on my head this weekend actually as i was outside studying ha ha
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Thank you your feedack is much appreciated Paul
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OMG! This is a pretty creative piece of poetry that has employed brilliant imagery, bright tone, and of course, a melodious rhythm. I greatly enjoyed this one. Keep it up!!
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tnos of orginal metaphor and personfication that were orginal keep on writing for real. Creative mind poet
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Stunning
Holy what an extraordanry write, so full of vivid imagary and intense emotion. Really great wording here, with good flow and meter, but also a little sad. Great job. -
This poem is so sad - i never saw autumn as a particularly sad thing, and you have opened my eyes with your beautiful words.
excellent poem - i love the ending, the idea of winter burying summer. stunning.x -
Beautiful vivid imagery and powerful mood
WOW! You are a gifted and talented writer for sure. You have a wonderful vocabulary and arranged words in this piece like a poetic masterpiece. -
Thank you for your wonderful comments and to all for the great feedback, it is very much appreciated...best wishes..Paul
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great poem. I love autumn...you described it so very lovely. thank you for your vision of words...beautiful artistry at work....peace always. in all ways.
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What a moving write. You have penned so sincerely and used such beautiful words to express a season so many of us love. Me especially, going into summer in south africa, I want winter!!! Great poem. Thank you for sharing with everyone. Good luck in the contest. May your wings take you higher and soar upon planes unknown to man.
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Love it! Left a crisp visual in my mind.
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Autumn's promise to summer, it is said,
is to arrange for winter to bury her dead
This stuck out in my mind. I love it. -
sorry, forgot to applaud, but I did now!!!!!
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very good
I loved this. I read it a few times trying to get in all the vivid imagery. It is almost a song of autumn with all the sound
images you have. and the idea of a dirge of summer, wow, that is great imagery. this is one of my all time favorites now. very good job with this one. -
I love autumn, I love to kick my feet through the crispy, colourful leafs. and I love this poem
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the last two lines would make a nice quote. you strike me as someone who could be a good philosopher.
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i really like that ending, what a great way to close of this poem, a greta thought that spill ink and twist me into the crazy shape of love...
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