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Into Autumn Woods

Leaves rustle in autumn wind,
walk among  oak and sycamore.
Lost in the windmills of my mind,
try hard to close heartache's door.

Fall seems to lack its brilliance,
frost has come too early this year.
Love has become just a dalliance,
heart broken by one I love dear.

Further stroll upon forest path,
shadows cast beneath evergreen.
Struggling to be rid of all wrath,
nature's beauty remains unseen.

In woods deep, tears go unheard,
cries are silent in hands that weep.
Prayer spoken in whispered words,
darkness of night begins to creep.

Will hope be brought forth tomorrow,
can a new dawn bring lasting relief?
Will season change to more sorrow,
as cold winter wind brings grief?



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  • Toxic Stardust
    September 1, 2008

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    wow

    this is pretty good. I love the rhyming in it. There's a lot of emotion too. Good Luck!
    Much Love and Keep Writing,
    ~Alicia Lynn

  • chiefmac
    August 31, 2008

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    Lovely rhyme, great use of the season and natures beauty for this time. Hope is brought for love to renew itself after a disappointed bout with a broken heart. Ends in quesstioning will the season bring more sorrow, lets the reader think what is next? Good luck with the contest.


    • Sandygram silver member
      August 31, 2008
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      Thoughtful!!

      A lovely comment my dear friend.

      Thoughts to ponder
      In autumn wander
      Here and Yonder

      Always a delight to read and take in your thoughts on my poems. You delve into my mind so well.

      Bless You,
      Sandy

  • mcheadle
    August 31, 2008

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    This is a real tear jerker

    With all of the lovely colors
    Mother Nature placed at your door.
    Look at the leaves and the beauty when new.
    The vivid colors where they have changed
    Think again when the will fall.
    How everyone hurried as they jumped in.
    I wonder if they save some spring when the first come.
    You sure can bounce now and have lots of fun.
    Those with single digets can have more fun.
    You older ones may hit and break your bun.
    ...mac

    • Sandygram silver member
      August 31, 2008
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      WONDERFUL COMMENT

      You do have a way of making others smile when they need it. What would I do without my Ohio friend. Hope this morning finds my friend well. So glad you are up and about. May angels keep watch over you. Hugs and Smiles.

      Sandy


  • Manda Kathryn Greeters member
    August 31, 2008

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    Heartbreaking, this is beautifully penned hun, I love the background ... Reading it was almost as if the background dimmed a little bit as the emotions rose

    Wonderful!
    Best of luck

    Stay safe
    Love to you
    ~Manda


    • Sandygram silver member
      September 1, 2008
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      Good Morning

      Hi sweet Amanda, Thank you for this most lovely comment. Hugs and smiles. Take care, Sandy


  • FransB
    August 31, 2008

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    Sadness

    runs though this poem. There are many reasons for being sad, but when noticed in nature, this is truly sad. I notice the integration between human heart and nature's ways, both seems to prevent each other an awakening, as the cause of their sadness prevents this, but also, they, each other. You have a wonderful way to create feeling within the flow of rhyme, and you have used 'softness' of voice and tone to engrain this into your poem. Thank you my friend for such a beautiful write. Be blessed. Frans

    • Sandygram silver member
      September 1, 2008
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      Lovely and Uplifting Comment

      Thank you Frans. Your words always mean so much to me. They bring smiles where there is sadmess. You are a dear friend who uplifts with his compassion. I am blessed to call you friend. Thank you for reading and you take care.

      Blessings to you and yours,
      Sandy

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