Autumn painted the skies in acrylic hues
in flames of russets and reds, fiery pictures she drew.
The fibres of her being were natures passage
between summer and winter her spirit engaged.
A part of her held summers kaleidescope of sensation,
as winter gradually eclipsed her with more sombre formation.
Autumn's resin became brittle as she leaned into browns
and as cool winds blew she adjusted her gown.
Allowing winter to don acrylics of pure white paints
Autumn understood this would be a time of dusky restraint.
Author notes
Chosen Word - acrylic
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A contest entry
- Pick a word - Write a Poem in 10 LINES or less (A) by The Fun House.
1050 points, ended November 28, 2008, 44 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Oh, I love this portrait of Autumn as an artist - very artistically rendered and especially that fourth stanza, where we find her leaning into browns and adjusting her gown - lovely and evocative work.
This poem has true flair!
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Brilliant way to utilize this prompt. I like where your mind went with this. It is very creative, well written and beautiful imagery to boot. Excellent.
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Excellent
What a great creation and such marvelous rhyme. Best of luck in the contest.
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This is gorgeous, of course I am quite partial to a poem about Autumn, you traced lines around beauty and made it your own. Autumn's Mistress. Best to you in the contest
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Gay
Just another beautiful poem about Earths grea changes. Lovely gal.
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