Now that lambing storms are done,
showers alternate with sun,
teasing early honeysuckle
to stretch tendrils
studded with gem-like buds
in pear drop pinks and yellows.
Pert and youthful, they raise a smile
but I yearn for the mellow
shades of autumn, the russet,
the ochre, and the artistry
of soft, dissolving, misty
mornings, and muffled caws
of lonely crows.
Kim M. Russell, 2018
My response to Imaginary Garden with Real Toads NaPoWriMo: Take the Weather With You
Paul says that there’s all kinds of weather ahead. Maybe snow, rain, hail, sleet…maybe a bright sun-shiny day, but whatever the weather poets can pen a piece to brew up a storm in a teacup. Today he wants us to write a weather-related poem.
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Done!
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Lovely. I love Autumn too but it is the harbinger of winter and at this point I can’t wait for the newness of Spring. 🙂
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Autumn is my favourite season – mainly because it is the only time the weather is mild where i come from. Funny how we always long for seasons past as the weather turns.
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Mine too! It’s especially beautiful around here – no hills but lots of trees and mist!
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I am an Autumn born babe and so it is and always will be the season for me. You evoke it so well Kim.
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Thanks Paul!
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‘the russet, the ochre, and the artistry of soft, dissolving, misty mornings’… such gorgeous imagery! You bring the season of Autumn to life!💞
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Thank you, Sanaa!
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Will be reading and following the steps shortly. I have a few things to do first. 😉
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Great!
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beautiful. I also love to write about the essence that nature brings.
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Thank you, Livinia. Nature is a wonderful subject.
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Autumn is my favorite season, I love the others too. But there is always something so special in autumn, and I think you captured it, with your poem.
” I yearn for the mellow
shades of autumn, the russet,
the ochre, and the artistry
of soft, dissolving, misty
mornings, and muffled caws
of lonely crows.”
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Oh I do like spring the best… but i love how you brought forth this better part of fog.
Amazing that we both had fog and muffled sounds and crows in our poems.
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We are often in a similar wavelength!
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I love how you’ve teased out the early spring tendrils – honeysuckle flowers really sprout and burst up, “pert” as you’ve noted …. sublime unfolding, in nature, and your words …. and autumn, such a rich and lovely, full to bursting season, ripe for the picking, as it were – and you’ve explored this with a fond tenderness – lovely Kim!
Pat
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Thank you so much, Pat! I could see he honeysuckle outside my window as I was writing. Ours is not only extremely early, but it blossoms twice a year.
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oh woot! that’s amazing – a double pleasure then – I’d be envious of the …. er …. blooms (moon rhymes) – sorry, this whole NaPo thing has firmly lodged itself in my head and has infiltrated! Happy writing and weekend too! 🙂
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And you, Pat! 🙂
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Favourite seasons are a must to hanker for
much love…
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They certainly are. Love to you, to, Gillena. 😊
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So gorgeous. I love fall’s colours, too. I especially love that caw of a lonely crow.
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Thank you, Sherry. Orchids are amazing birds and the hollow echo of a crow on a misty day epitomizes autumn for me.
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Oops! My Kindle changed corvids to orchids!
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What a lovely poem 🙂 I felt the call to autumn and the mist myself through your lovely images.
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🙂
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Interesting shift mid-poem. I love them both, spring and fall, but fall has a certain depth of soul that cheery spring can’t match, though she is fair and fine.
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I like autumn because it’s on the edge of darkness.
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I’m a lover of autumn too – though I strongly suspect both Spring and Autumn here are rather different from yours.
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That’s what’s so magical about this planet!
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Kim, I’m with the lamb raising fatmers, the autumn is better than the summer. That even though your boiling sun is merely a teaser the on the U.k. it is almost unbearably hot here in the South Texas days.
A really fun read
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Thanks Jim!
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Ah, such continued Superb Excellence. 😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀😎🥀
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I love autumn. We are supposed to be in spring here, but winter keeps hanging on.
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It’s still chilly here, but we have spring sunshine and flowers!
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