Roaming Cloud
I am like a remnant of a cloud of autumn
uselessly roaming in the sky, O my sun ever-glorious!
Thy touch has not yet melted my vapor,
making me one with thy light,
and thus I count months and years separated from thee.
If this be thy wish and if this be thy play,
then take this fleeting emptiness of mine,
paint it with colors, gild it with gold,
float it on the wanton wind and spread it in varied wonders.
And again when it shall be thy wish to end this play at night,
I shall melt and vanish away in the dark,
or it may be in a smile of the white morning,
in a coolness of purity transparent.
poem by Rabindranath Tagore
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Autumn Months
The Autumn Months
The month of September
lazily have arrived
and soon will roll by
the autumn will be crowned
with great splendor
when nature splashes its beauty
like bride at the wedding night
the colorful foliage
will be in panoramic display
There will be trees
that shed their leaves
like hot tears
saying farewell to
the summer months
it is the year life cycle
that revolves like a carousel
in an amusement park
we are going for a ride
in an eternal delight
poem by Sherif Monem
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Reveries of an Imaginary Landscape No.6 - Dark Mud Thawing
White light with flecks of black
grey walking, dancing, roaming
The brown earth soft under touch
muddy, moist, joyful
The white light shining
making the world glisten in silver
Exquisite
poem by Timothy Marshal Nichols
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Season of Mists
I thank you for your view of a view of autumn, Keats
who never saw your own autumn with its actual pitfalls.
Yours was the autumn of childhood, of hope, or romance, of belief,
my mother's autumn though not that of her hardworking family,
yours was never my father's autumn, season of mists,
and yours is not mine. My autumn
for all I would like to subscribe to your lavish play,
is like yours only in single ways each year,
perhaps there are swallows making a din,
or plums and apples falling wasp-eaten, unharvestable.
There is no sickle in my vocabulary or shed,
my autumn is based more on dread of the winter
and having had so little time each summer
to tidy or attend to the garden. Last year
early snow fell on flower baskets ditched from the street
and remained both snow and baskets until the spring
leaving me two seasons behind, without strategy
for a fast approaching repeat autumn, little wonder
and no chance to make anything faintly rhyme,
such is our modern poetry and life
poem by Sally Evans
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In Her Autumn
without trembling,
without resistance,
in the autumn,
every autumn,
year after year,
a tree offers up its living adornment –
that which it has given birth to, nurtured,
and seen transform for the past six months.
and you can see the wisdom of her perfect surrender in her face,
the character lines
of seasons spent living,
giving to Nature,
drawn out across her bark.
And I know a Woman
whose face is deep with meaning,
radiating nature’s beauty,
simple, solid, stalwart.
She gives of her strength and solace
to anyone who approaches Her;
And in her Autumn,
Her dress will fall,
and she will surrender completely
to that which God wills, to that which must come to all.
poem by Marc Mannheimer
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SEASONS and MY AUTUMN
When the year grows old
and I grow older too,
I sympathize with the last few months
but anticipate the new.
When the days grow longer
and the nights are shorter too
the pleasure that comes with it
the clock cannot undo.
For men made the clock
to keep track of time.
But God made the seasons
and I know that I'm
slowly approaching autumn,
the autumn of my years
and recognize my connection
to the worldly spheres.
I do not take kindly
to the ending of the year.
But all things on this earth
come to an end I fear.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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The Autumn Splendor
The Autumn Melody
The hot summer months rolled by
The cool autumn have arrived
The trees are adorned
with colors like bride
in festive night
The swift wind passes by
The trees swing in tempo
in beauty and harmony
The sun golden rays shines
on the pastures and hamlets
You can hear the beautiful melodies
of Autumn months splendor
poem by Sherif Monem
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Farewell, Life! My Senses Swim
Farewell, Life! My senses swim,
And the world is growing dim;
Thronging shadows cloud the light,
Like the advent of the night,—
Colder, colder, colder still,
Upward steals a vapor chill—
Strong the earthy odor grows—
I smell the mould above the rose!
Welcome, Life! the Spirit strives!
Strength returns, and hope revives;
Cloudy fears and shapes forlorn
Fly like shadows at the morn,—
O'er the earth there comes a bloom—
Sunny light for sullen gloom,
Warm perfume for vapor cold—
I smell the rose above the mould!
poem by Thomas Hood
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Pirouetting Autumn
The tree blushed - a rude blast of air
Betrayed a shapely bough.
My saddened heart aware
That Nature's clock was chiming,
I froze upon the twelfth
Clanging tone, caught alone,
Staring at a creaking door -
Left ajar for dancing, coloured Autumn,
Pirouetting in her leaves,
While agitated summer creatures
Backed away resignedly,
Sighing in protracted breves.
I turned; gave company;
We stood together, watching
Summer slowly blow away.
Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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In This Autumn Of The Year
In this Autumn of the year there be image
Pictorial earthtone's.....the artist's nirvana
Flecks of shades....bleed into each spray
Summer's closure.....sets on the causway
In this Autumn of the year there be breeze
Whisps feather past red cheeks 'n lobes
In contrast to the gusts.....of Winter's sting
Autumn flails its limbs...like colored wings
In this Autumn of the year, there be rainfall
A subtle, chilling mist.....that feeds the soil
Preparing, for the fast confronting Harvest
Showerings fall like angel-hair........tingling
In this Autumn of the year..... there be spice
A vast potpouri.....of kaleidoscopic majesty
Herbs 'n hickory smoke, from chimney tops
Country fairs and downtown sidewalk stops
In this Autumn of the year there be romance
Love that flowers in bond, of Soul and Spirit
Spirits of October....... Souls of Hallows Eve
Cornucopia of nature that's what Autumn be
poem by Frank James Ryan Jr.
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golden leaves —
spinning uselessly
in vain
a bell sounds again
the autumn thrill
tanka by Emilia Dumitrescu from Albatross (2005), translated by Alexandra Flora Munteanu
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That Year's Autumn Leaves
Darling, do you remember that year’s autumn leaves?
Perhaps it was your aura, but they were the prettiest and keenest I’ve ever seen
Strolling through the park, hand in hand, the foliage crunched lightly under our feet
Such a simple, yet transcendent, treat
That year’s autumn leaves were red and gold
Thinking of them now strikes a pleasant, if somewhat melancholic, chord
The days you walked with me like the Lord
And you were
That year’s autumn leaves and you
Contentedness shared by us two
Harmonic Convergence bestowed on the lucky few
Peace of mind that I knew
Nat King Cole said it best: “Since you went away the days grow long…”
This is evidenced by many of my poems and songs
Many people, sometimes myself, think I should stop, that it’s wrong
The creative outlet, however, is too strong
That year’s autumn leaves were actually summer daze
I just love the original song, and now this unique turn of phrase
Both recall an almost alien phase
Mr. Mercer, I give you all the praise
That year’s autumn leaves were you
They may not have existed, but it’s a metaphor any romantic would die for
I would
Would you?
That year’s autumn leaves were the best autumn has ever produced
At least until we walk in the park in the fall again…or whenever you choose
poem by Yoni Assis
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Let Me Count The Ways
Let me count the ways how I love you,
Its like that gentle wind you feel at dawn,
Its like that first sun that hits the dew,
Its like that cloud with a gold lining telling us softly
That itll be a good day, a good day for us.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Let me count the ways how I miss you,
Its like that oak tree in my childhood garden,
Its like that first summer I spent in egypt,
Its like that warm evening you read to me
Both knowing deeply that its a good time,
A good time for us.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Let me count the ways how I see you,
Its like that lake in the mountain you heard about,
Its like that autumn sky that stays so blue,
Its like that air around me that holds me so gently,
Whispering strongly
That youre always there, always for me.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Let Me Count The Ways
Let me count the ways how I love you
Its like that gentle wind you feel at dawn
Its like that first sun that hits the dew
Its like that cloud with a gold lining telling us softly
That itll be a good day, a good day for us
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Let me count the ways how I miss you
Its like that oak tree in my childhood garden
Its like that first summer I spent in egypt
Its like that warm evening you read to me
Both knowing deeply
That its a good time, a good time for us
Thank you, thank you, thank you
Let me count the ways how I see you
Its like that lake in the mountain you heard about
Its like that autumn sky that stays so blue
Its like that air around me that holds me gently
Whispering strongly that youre always there, always for me
Thank you, thank you, thank you
song performed by by Lennon John
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In This Time Of The Year
My heart is in yearn
Memories are coming near
My longing and my yearn
In this time of the year
In this time of the year
All those who were dear
Still are living here
Even their voices still I can hear
In this time of the year
Sentiments melted with tear
Inside my heart love emotions gathered with fear
Ah in this time of the year
I can feel so neat
Compassion for everything
for everyone increased a beat
I can see the realities so clear
What's and who's Lear
In this time of the year
we are standing here
Out of the time we are in fear
Hearts are tired war's pain hard to bear
In this time of the year
Ah aches are in heat
Sorrows melted with my heart's beat.
The clock on the wall has stopped before millions of years.
poem by Sossi Khachadourian
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A Year and A Day
A year and a day
Are all that lay
Between me and
My love
A year and a day
Three months 'til May
The year leaping
Above
A year and a day
You scorn to say
Is destiny
Belov'd
A year and a day
I slight cliché
This puzzle I
Speak of
A year and a day
Do not delay
Migrate to me
My dove
A year and a day
No time astray
Like seconds that
I shove
A year and day
From the same clay
You claim you are
Void of
A year and a day
All night I pray
That you would be
My love
poem by Brandon McConnell
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They Don't Make Them Like They Used To
They dont make em like they used to, those guys
And I cant get used to the way that it is today
No one to look up to, hard times, and though I try
I just cant find the reason these days
And it seems like the seasons are passing me
Theyre going by, nothing to hold on to, rough times.
And it goes on, so count on me, and Ill count on you
You can lean on me, two of us stronger
We wont be alone any longer
Now and for always we will be good friends
Count on me, into any storm, were gonna survive it
Into any fire, well carry on.
Know that one day you and me will both be old friends
And well sit on the sofa and talk about how
They dont make em like they used to, youll see
As time goes on, so count on me, and Ill count on you
In a world like this, when nothings sure
And people are afraid, Ill be here for
Now and for always we will be good friends
Count on me, they dont make it now like they used to
Theyre not gonna last like you and me, Ill be there.
Oh, always we will be, year by year
Depend on me, into any storm, were gonna survive it
Into any fire, just count on me, Ill be there
Oh, tough guys, you and me, year by year
They will see, they dont make it now like they used to
Theyre not gonna last like you and me...
song performed by by Kenny Rogers
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Red Velvet
Four months ago in april on a daycoach she came down
And the dust autumn winds begin to blow
Shoulda known I couldnt hold livin out so far from town
And the nights to come are long are slow to go
Well now shes up and left me and when walkin down the line
And the dusty autumn wind begins to blow
All dressed up in red velvet and he high heeled shoes so fine
And the nights to come are long and slow to go
Well if I had only know before we kissed
You cant keep red velvet on a poor dirt farm like this
Oh now shes gone and left me and went walkin down the line
And the dusty autumn winds begin to blow
Well Ill sit and count the evening stars as they walk around
When the dusty autumn winds begin to blow
Then Ill call my dog and Ill take the truck and Ill drive on into town
Cause the nights to come are long and slow to go
Well Ill sit and count the evening stars as they walk around
When the dusty autumn winds begin to blow
Then Ill call my dog and Ill take the truck and Ill drive on into town
Cause the nights to come are long and slow to go
And those dusty autumn winds begin to blow
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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New Year
Another new year
Still out with the old
And in with the new
Continuing the adventure
To a better life
Growing as a person
Happier and healthy
Making resolutions
A promise to keep
Taking each lesson
As another one learnt
So begins a new year
Out with the old
In with the new
Some routines kept
Others changed
Moving on and up
To where you belong
To where you wish to be
Twelve months to go
And a lot to see
poem by Matthew Holloway
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Clouds
Yellow, glowing
Softness, soothing
There...never a sound,
Somewhere between
A cloud and ground
Between lips and thought
Somewhere where there is nowhere
Somehow when we don't know-how
Somewhat of an afterthought
As silently as a whisper
From an owl
In the darkest reaches
Of loneliness hidden in the
Corners of sorrow, hide tiny tears.
Painful tears
Too small to see streaks
Upon those cheeks
The cloud is all fluff,
Vapor and dust
Come cloud my memories
Away
April 1,2002
poem by Midnights Voice
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I want to be a fog.
I want to be a fog, dark, gray,
Billowing like smoke from a large bonfire.
Blocking sights from being spotted.
Stopping the sun from rising in the morning.
The largest of light reflects off you.
The smallest, however, cuts through.
Be a shapeless, odorless cloud of vapor.
I want to be a fog.
poem by Mahfooz Ali
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