Trees change the hues of their dresses
ready for the seasonal striptease,
while evergreen holly bushes
drip with blood-red berries
in hedgerows strung with witches’ necklaces
and dotted with tufts of old man’s beard.
Birds and other wild creatures rejoice
at such abundance of food and colour,
the quintessence of harvest cornucopia.
Kim M. Russell, 18th October 2018
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Abundance
Susan says that harvest time makes her aware of abundance, as does spring, when rain and flowers abound. She challenges us to write new poems that show what, if anything, makes us aware of abundance.
Love this kind of abundance. Beautiful.
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Thank you, Sumana!
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Harvest is the quintessence of abundance, and the autumnal hues here make me hear Beethoven’s Pastoral.
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Yes, the autumn brings the harvest. A time for reflection. A lovely poem, full of color.
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Thank you, Annell!
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You have expressed this amazingness in such a new and unique way! Wonderful.
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Thank you, Susan!
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I love the image of a “seasonal striptease.” Well done!
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Ah, the harvest cornucopia is beautifully picturized in your words — I loved the idea of the seasonal striptease. Also, this bit: “in hedgerows strung with witches’ necklaces/and dotted with tufts of old man’s beard.” How delightful! 🙂
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Thank you, Anmol! 🙂
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“in hedgerows strung with witches’ necklaces
and dotted with tufts of old man’s beard.”
Wonderful, Kim!
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Thank you, Sara!
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strip tease and old man’s beard! Love those!
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Thanks Margaret!
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Autumn when abundance of harvest provides all that is needed for the coming winter. Grateful are we!
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