have you ever looked into
the evening sky of early fall just before
the sun and his carriage of clouds
had disappeared behind the verdant hills?
somehow, the sky still radiates light blue,
though we think, dully, "it is gray."
and in an alchemical paradox, you may see the lavender sunset,
only to look to your left and see the white moon,
along with stars that seem to fit
in your open palm.
when you envision Spirit,
in the wind--He dances autumn's orange,
and spirals with the burnt yellows of the leaves.
so in forest solitude you whisper--
a thought only meant for nature to hear.
Author notes
4. “Autumn” by Aiko Frikki
A contest entry
- A Muse in Autumn by Gypsie Ink.
400 points, ended November 5, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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what a beautiful and moving poetry you did here bringing the scenario of this great nature ..wonderful work ..thanks for sharing...
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LOVELY!!!!!
So much amazing beauty to be seen if we only look! Nature has its own special kind of beauty and I try to take in as much as I can.
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Ah..very softly you are revealing the truth of this great nature..and your words are friendly to this reavalation my friend..well done...
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Humm..how beautiful you have revealed the inside of yours through the great immagery which is not only very efective but at the same time it is just wonderfully knitted as well..well done..and thanks for sharing it...
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