Profusions of color ignite the sky
With firey shades of gold and red
The trees look a-flame as the wind off the bay
Shakes the branches about, causing leaves to shed,
And randomly drift and twirl about,
Gradually coming to rest on the ground
Creating a canvas of colors anew,
That slowly matches the ones above found
Each leaf adding it's own unique stroke
To the painting of a season that comes and then goes
Till it comes round again, as the cycle renews,
With a fresh new palette of colors to show
Yet soon those branches will be left bare and cold
As they reach up to the wintry sky
Like a road map of nature's unending course
Mutely waiting for the freeze to die
Waiting for the next new spring,
New chance for their strength to thrive
With buds and blooms and all the things
That bring the world to life
~ Greg ~
Author notes
This is based on thoughts I had while walking through the woods one beautiful fall day.
In a list
A contest entry
- The best of whatever! by Varkatzas.
400 points, ended December 7, 2006, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
So what do you think?
Comments
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Could be better
Fiery, not firey; I believe is the spelling you seek
Aflame does not need a hyphen. Your rhymes are good but meter work would give it better flow.
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Thanks Bob,
Yes, this is an older piece that I was never fully satisfied with.
I've found it interesting lately to reread old work I haven't read in a while. I notice things that I didn't see when writing them.
I like to think that it shows I'm improving. -chuckles-
Thanks for the comment and suggestions.
~Greg~
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How I love that colourful time of year.
You almost painted a picture with your words for us.
and the promise of spring, "that bring the world to light" (or survive?)
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BEAUTIFUL!
The unending change of nature, watching a tree change with the seasons is truly a beautiful sight to behold.
You describe it so beautifully here.
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Thank you Puppydog,
I live a fifteen minute bike ride from a large state park. I try to go out there as much as possible.
It is wonderful to be able to go and see the changing of the forest throughout the seasons. It also allows a special release of anxieties and everyday worries to walk through a natural environment not yet disturbed and destroyed by our presence. It is quite beautiful all year round.
Thanks,
~Greg~
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Lovely imagery comes alive in these lines. You take the reader through the transitioning of one season to another with clarity. Very emotive and expressive write, my friend.
~Lori
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Thank you Lori,
I appreciate it. This is another older piece.
Sorry I haven't been around much lately. Life is getting in the way again. -chuckle- I'm hoping in the next few days to come around and read some stuff and maybe write something new to add to the mix.
Talk to ya soon.
~Greg~
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I really liked the imagery in this poem. I also spend a lot of time outdoors in the woods, and this made me feel right at home. The simple pleasures of nature are the most breathtaking to me, and you've described them perfectly. Great job
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Thanks B.E.,
Yes, I love the woods as well, and try to get out there whenever I can. Spending time out there often gives new perspective to other things, just from being in a fresh clean environment for a change of pace. -chuckle-
Thanks,
~Greg~
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Good imagery, in the first three stanzas especially. The last couple felt a bit repitious, just a bit, but the writing was still good. First line of third stanza has an "it's" that should be an "its". All in all, good job.
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Thanks M,
This is an older piece that I reworked a bit. Otherwise you would have had more suggestions to make. -chuckle-
~Greg~
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i defiantly feel your thoughts while walking through the woods. my favorite part though has to be
'Each leaf adding it's own unique stroke to the painting of a season that comes and then goes'
very unique. well done x
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Thanks!
The colors were so vibrant that day, that was the overall impression I got. A painting in progress,..and the leaves were the brush stokes. It was a beautiful day for a walk,..and for writing about. ~ g ~ -
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i can defiantly see that your have made this a piece of art work. i can feel your every brush stroke.
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