In Life's Autumn - Wyleian Sonnet II.
Wherever did those years of boyhood go?
As Autumn leaves, the wind blew all away
Or, like the later falls of Winter snow,
They melted under Spring's first sunny day.
In spring, of life it seemed, much time was left.
The days were long and, thoughtless, I did waste
So many hours of which I, now bereft,
Do mourn their loss and curse my careless haste.
Those days of youth seem distant now and dear,
Like faded pictures left without a frame
And time speeds fast and faster, year by year,
While Death stands by and plays the waiting game.
And so, in Autumn now, I value more
Each day, each hour and what it holds in store.
Hugh Wyles, July 27th.2004.
Wherever did those years of boyhood go?
As Autumn leaves, the wind blew all away
Or, like the later falls of Winter snow,
They melted under Spring's first sunny day.
In spring, of life it seemed, much time was left.
The days were long and, thoughtless, I did waste
So many hours of which I, now bereft,
Do mourn their loss and curse my careless haste.
Those days of youth seem distant now and dear,
Like faded pictures left without a frame
And time speeds fast and faster, year by year,
While Death stands by and plays the waiting game.
And so, in Autumn now, I value more
Each day, each hour and what it holds in store.
Hugh Wyles, July 27th.2004.
Author notes
This is the second Wyleian Sonnet written in close collaboration with Nogenereneeded. Thanks again, Gen, for
your friendly and very talented help in creating this poem.
Love and hugs, XXX Hugh.
Written July 27th, 2004
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loved it
Autumn is a mixed tome of year for me. It is very beautiful but my thoughts often turn to death. I suffer albeit not seriously from S.A.D being able to come to my computer and write my poems and converse with fellow poets has helped a great deal. Not sure if you read and commented on my poem S.A.D not rhymed which is unusual for me.
I have always said I want to die in the autumn not in Spring when all is coming back to life.

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Dear Hugh, I just came upon your sonnets and intend to read them all. I'm a fine artist and a sonneteer and a new member of Allpoetry. Some of my sonnets and a touch of my art can be found on my blog at traditionalpoetry.blogspot.com -- I'm looking foreward to a wonderful read! These are gorgeous!
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Very enjoyable, Hugh and nogenreneeded. I love the remembrances of yesteryear which come to mind when reading this. I wonder how different those memories would be, had we taken the time to build upon them at the time they were being created??
A very good write
Dee
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Enchanting
This is a perfect sonnet, and a pleasure to read. The message had me thinking about all this computer time!
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I love autumn
A beautiful collobration between you and Susan~
This is beautiful....
Love it
Love you too
Susan~~
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A time honored theme in a time honored form with just the touches only you can add. Definitely from a man whose heart lies in the past and the passing.
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Congratulations to you and gen for creating this beautiful Sonnet. Where do the years go, I guess we can all look back to the times we've wasted.Truly a brilliant write and style you have both created. well done.
's to both of you
Hugh, you both should run a contest together like the one we had
you both make a good team together~
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Again, I congratulate you both for this beautiful sonnet!
Older we get, faster the time seems to pass. I feel that every year Christmas time comes with the speed of a lightning.
We can't take time for granted.
A great pleasure was to read this poem!
Kisses and love,
Mari
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Hugh -
this was a topic that was all yours. I am enjoying this project. I think this is a great endeavor we have undertaken. Maybe between us we can redefine the sonnet in the 21st century. I suppose it is my turn to pick a topic...
thanks for inviting me to join you in this partnership.
Your Forever Gen
Edited on Jul 27, 10:01 p.m. because ''.
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