October 5, 2014

AUTUMN AGAIN




Autumn has turned up

  on my doorstep.

          Again !

Drenched, tempestuous, frowned.

  Rusted leaves are coiled

in her dripping hair,

  a gray, foggy cape

wrapping her to the ground.

  She pierces my soul with

cold, distant eyes.

  Her breath smells of

rottenness and rain.

  Dejected I bend my head,

       then I sigh.

My hopes she forgot

where I lived were in vain.

22 comments:

  1. Ah, this poetry perfectly captures the mood of autumn! Beautiful words and pictures ... thank you for sharing them!

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    1. Thank you for stopping by and leaving a comment! I really appreciate it, Laura!

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  2. Wow, that's beautiful, photo and all. Just tweeted.

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    1. I am glad you like the post. Thanks for visiting!

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    1. It's a season full of contrasts. The wealth of fruit and vegetables on the one hand, and the rainy, cold weather that sends you into spleen. Thank you for leaving a comment!

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  4. Wow, I didn't know you are a poet too! Lovely, Carmen. Thanks for sharing!

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    1. Yes, I am. In fact I started my "writing endeavor"with poems. In the above section works you can find some of those published several years ago. Thank you for visiting, Calisa!

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  5. What a beautiful poem. I love autumn. You portray the season so good.

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    1. What a pity people generally don't read poems anymore. And the theory is that fiction writers should start with writing poems first. Thank you for leaving a comment, Mary!

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  6. This is so beautiful. I love it and have to share.

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    1. Thank you for sharing, Susan! I would have posted the Romanian version, too, but as my visitors are mostly from abroad I selected only the initial, English version.

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  7. Very cool! Great poem and lovely photos to capture the mood it inspires. A gorgeous tapestry of words and images, Carmen!

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    1. Thank you, Mae! Nature and philosophical poems are my favorite.

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  8. How beautiful, Carmen. You are so talented. I love poetry, especially Yeats and Keats. I once wrote one for October that started "October with her black satin eyes came flashing into autumn." I don't know how your weather is, but we've had a couple of cool mornings here and it's wonderful. http://flossiebentonrogers.com

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    1. Thank you for your lovely words, Flossie! Your October line sounds very suggestive. Have you published poems too?
      Here the weather is colder than usual at the moment.

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    2. I have published poems in the past with FL poets groups, not in years though.

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    3. It means that we both followed the right theoretical path, from poetry to prose. They say it helps much writing first poetry.

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  9. What a beautiful poem, Carmen. Love the pictures, too. I love autumn best of all the seasons, even though it can be a little bittersweet. Believe it or not, I envy you the rain. We're in a severe drought here in California. Our autumn colors are brown and blue: brown, arid hills and bright blue sky.

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    1. Thank you for visiting and your praise words for my poem (blush)!
      I think there are severe changes in the weather all around the world.I would send you some buckets if I could, but. . .

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  10. How beautifully written, Carmen.

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    1. I am glad you enjoyed it. Thank you, Sandra!

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