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Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: autumn, love, nature,

FALL IN LOVE

F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a nymph, she beckons, tossing her fiery auburn tresses.
L ongingly she sighs - September’s bliss lingering in her eyes.

I ndian summer days come; then they go.
N ights though chill, embrace her in indigo.

L ater, in November, her sweetness wanes.
O ctober cannot stay forever loving her.
V acantly she gazes through freezing rains.
E ndearments whispered - cease - when Fall loses ardor.


Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: autumn, lost love,

Lilah of the Lilacs

Like violets were her eyes when first I spied the lady with a sweet child’s face who peeked at me from bushes that she stood beside, alluring Lilah, beaming, apple-cheeked! And so it was that more and more I found myself among the lilacs in that place where first we’d met, that I might hear the sound of Lilah’s laugh and glimpse her angel’s face. On fragrant garden paths we knew the thrill of blossoming affection. Poetry was time we spent! But when my love fell ill, the autumn of our bliss was not to be. . . I visit Lilah now where she’s at rest nearby the lilac blooms she liked the best.

Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: autumn, love, nature, sweet love,

One Special Yew

I want to merge with this old Yew,
To travel through its rings of time.
Back when it's sprout had just begun
Near Blarney's river so sublime.

Where ivy climbs the castle walls,
A quaint sized foot bridge leads to where,
The old strong Yew still charms today
As autumn chills with crisp clean air.

I felt compelled to climb it's limbs
To sit embraced by its sweet love.
To its spirit, in whispered voice,
I then professed the same thereof.

How strong that memory still keeps
As other trees I've come to know
Bless me with their cool umbrella,
I see that Yew in vigil glow!

© Connie Marcum Wong


Poem Details | by Lycia Harding |
Categories: assonance, autumn, heartbreak, remember, sad love, summer, winter,

When Winter Comes, Remember Me

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When Winter comes, remember me 
beside you on lush ivory sand 
If slushy fingers beckon thee, 
arise and brush aside her hand

As you awake on shortening days, 
when Winter comes, remember me 
We'll pray that Frost forsake his grays 
and set arrays of color free

Light snow may fall so subtly, 
bright notes on parchment sheer as sleet,
when Winter comes. Remember me,
that I might play each shimmering sheet

Short interlope of Summer gone, 
I'm owed no scope of memory 
but hope you will, from this day on, 
when Winter comes, remember me....

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Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: autumn, love,

One Autumn Night

Beneath a moonlight black velvet sky
Where scarlet leaves from the Maple fly
On November’s  wind and breathless sighs
And a lone coyote’s distant cry
You and me where hints of winter lie
Frost nipping our toes as autumn dies
I am warmed by the love in your eyes


 

Poem Details | by Elaine George |
Categories: death, lost love, love,

In the Autumn of my Life

I walk
through flames
of autumns’ sweet refrain-

That break beneath
a weight too much
to bear-

Where-
I tread in solitude
and mourning there-

Along a path 
of maple trees
and scented air-

As
I recall the life 
that we once shared-

~~~

And in 
the twilight hours
I see
the beauty of it all-

In every
autumn leaf
that softly falls-


~~~~~


In loving memory of:
My Father  - Harold George
Oct 27, 1927 - August 11, 2003

Poem Details | by Connie Marcum Wong |
Categories: autumn, beauty, love, moon, sea,

Autumn Moon

Autumn Moon

melon moon rising
akin to the rising sun— 
In contrast to lapis sky
enchanting lovers
strolling hand in hand on shore.
Moonlight coruscates on sea.


5-6-19


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Poem Details | by elizabeth wesley |
Categories: love, autumn, love,

Being In Love

Being in love is when
Veils of mist vaporize
And swollen buds appear
To brighten jaded eyes.
When they open up
The heart defibrillates;
Then the rush of passion surges
And intoxicates.
               *
Being in love is when
Dreams of autumn whisper low;
And the love fires burn
In the frost of winter's snow.
But the leaves spin and turn
When sorrow's pain of losing
Feels such exquisite pain;
And things beyond one's choosing
See love go again.
              ***

Poem Details | by Kiran Bantawa |
Categories: autumn, beauty, desire, earth, fantasy, first love, for her, girl, girlfriend, i love you, image, lust, nature, november, october, passion, relationship, romance, teen, teenage,

With you in autumn evening

The sweet songs of birds, We hand in hand across the lawn, Pansies white yellow and violet Tossing their heads in the breeze. Somewhere the sound of falling leaves. The sound of squirrel cracking the walnut. Calm weather warm sun, White fluffy clouds forming different shapes, A passenger flight in the blue sky, Sun born in the horizon and about to fade in the horizon, Both our heartbeats echo inside of chest, Shutting and opening of our lips, Your unkempt hair flying backwards, Yellowish west sky. Heart shaped fig leaf's shadow. If I could stop this world from spinning, I would do so, Just to be with you In this autumn evening.

Poem Details | by Kelly Deschler |
Categories: autumn, change, heart, love, october, romantic, words,

A Change Of Heart - Etheree

                         Change

                      had brought

                          October

                     and you to me.

             With words from a heart

              so far from my own, but

        still so close when I read them,

   feel them, see them, bringing changes.

         I, like the leaves, am falling fast,  

hoping that you, like the earth, will catch me.









September 23rd, 2015

"For Love Of October" contest

Poem Details | by Teppo Gren |
Categories: autumn, love, nature,

Autumn Mist

SONNET – AUTUMN MIST

And autumn came, with its colourful hue,
crispy clear was the air with morning mist,
after nights frosty coldness tears of dew,
to reflect the essence of nature‘s whist.
Autumn colours of brown, red and yellow 
the sun setting its sight toward winter,
asleep beyond ripeness of life mellow,
leaving behind summer’s light and glister.
Like nature’s fall, love has grown to ripeness,
waiting for ardours new awakening
to blossom once more with virgin fondness,
and discover love’s tenderest feeling.

Autumn lay to rest nature’s planted seed,
depth of love to grow, its emotions heed.


T.J Grén

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: love,

Autumn Love

As flames of summer’s infatuations wane, a new love,
  Unheralded yet undaunted, arrives,
    Transforming and maturing until, like trees windblown, though
      Unclothed and trembling at winter’s onset, remains
        Moored in a strength of devotion which does
          Not burn out like summer’s lust.

    Love in autumn, mellowed,
      Overspreads. . . and though the deepened russet and
          Vermilion hues of fall eventually are touched by frost, its
             Essence will ever endure.


Written and posted 9/5/11


Poem Details | by Jack Taggart |
Categories: lost love, seasons, autumn,

September

As Autumn ignites,
The leaves burn with ember glow.
They fall like ashes.

Poem Details | by Rhonda Johnson-Saunders |
Categories: autumn, longing, love,

Our Oak in Autumn

I left my languid thoughts cloaked in leaves
dreaming of you 'neath our oak tree.


for Rick Parise's Crystalline Contest, 11/19/14

Poem Details | by Sandra Adams |
Categories: autumn, love, memory, today,

Seduced

Today I find yesterday's essence still tarries within my mind I try and wrap myself in thoughts of you to regain warmth from November's wind the trees are less blushed than I as they stand naked from this weathered touch I feel you in a winded breath like a tongued whisper against bare flesh the lake mirrors my reflection as I smile back through its ripples as if fingered by the soft caress of your hands I can see the sun paint passion's red across the sky I get lost in the depths of you within me and climax between the folds of this day
11/19/2013

Poem Details | by liam mcdaid |
Categories: autumn, beautiful, emotions, love, romance, romantic,

Morning has spoken

Most beautiful honey 
deep inside the pot 
sweetly stirring thoughts
feelings velvet satin fluttering soft
touching sweetly emotions smile

Breathing in the fresh morning air 
misty capped mountains speak
echoing winds carries 
deep inside a faraway treasure
brushing across each warm skipping beat
falling dew upon the ground
thinking of you as an amazing dream 

Spirit of your beauty flies with me
dancing warm waves upon this soul 
within the loving you 
Paradise on distant sands
golden in a faraway land
across many distant seas

I lay my heart
upon the sands 
just for you my love 
Good morning most beautiful 
is when you smile

Poem Details | by Charmaine Chircop |
Categories: dad, love, autumn,

Take the ribbon from my hair

With the dawning of the day
like a fertile vine
which creeps amidst
the purple hue
of Tuscan fields
I yield my fruit
Before first autumn rain
I wait for you
Starved like a harvest moon
you come to me
Silk honey of dusk
A shadow,descending
in the cradle of my arms
feeding nectar from my lips
repeaning my soul
with  blazing fire
amuzing my solitude
On scarlet foliage-your kiss
In sleep your breath within me
~Dolce Vino~
Your fingers on my neck's nape
~Viola in concerto~

In sleep,once again in sleep
where eyelids close
to the bliss  of twilight dew
I see you

Dedicated to a great dad to our newborn...my husband


Poem Details | by Willow Lawrence |
Categories: autumn, blessing, emotions, love, paradise,

Falling

The dawn of true love
My heart feels comfort and peace
Falling leaves of red and gold


Poem Details | by Rick Parise |
Categories: life, lost love, love, passion, seasons, autumn, love,

Autumn Alone



Dearest Autumn of glory and rage of windswept memory still alive on the page I ponder and dream of love once held for now the dusty book alone on the shelve If only to rekindle a fire of orange glow a lifetime of promise of love I bestow Each leaf of gold fire tattered torn..........

Poem Details | by Brian Strand |
Categories: lost lovelife, autumn, life, love, sun, , sweet love,

BEYOND LOVE

The sun will rise,the sun will set,
no more love will life beget;
The day will break,the moon to rise,
no more love,as this life dies;
The Summer heat,or Winter cold,
no more love will this life hold;
The Autumn fall,and Springtime green,
no more again,will love be seen;
The wheat will shoot,the grass will grow,
no more again sweet love to know;
The grape will ripen on the vine
no more,no more will love be mine.



inspired after reading an essay by Nicholas Ferrar(1592-1637) the English ascetic of the Little 
Gidding community(was also TS Eliot's inspiration foth the last of his Four Quartets).

Poem Details | by Sara Kendrick |
Categories: devotion, faith, father, inspirational, life, loveme, inspirational, autumn, love, me,

Sweetly Fragrant

Sitting under the pale pink running rose
At the end of a beautiful Autumn Day
Searching for inspirational sonnet to compose
For my love who lives in heaven's  way

To me He's like a honeysuckle vine
Blooming in the month of May
Sweetly fragrant essence among the pines
He's like the gold of mountains that's refine

To me He's like the babbling brook
Sweetly singing in tune
For everything in heaven He forsook
Fo prove His love for me is beyond the moon

Words cannot describe my love for Him
But daily I'll try to draw close in His realm

Poem Details | by Rollo West |
Categories: love, autumn,

Love Embraced

In summer, my love, Butterflies dance around you Heat captures our souls, But when autumn rains its leaves, Our love will embrace the wind.

Poem Details | by Leslie Albright |
Categories: dedication, friendship, hope, inspirational, introspection, life, love, autumn,

When Autumn Comes

When autumn comes to drop it's leaves.
Unreconciled, the branches greive.
To enter winter's long goodbye.
Awaiting spring, again to sigh.

Amidst the heat of summer's sun.
The planted seed will soon be done.
Only the rain of heavens love.
Can help the plant rise up above.

The seasons we all have to live.
Are waisted if we don't forgive.
A heart that's full of pain and sorrow.
Requires hope to meet tomorrow.

When someone needs a helping hand.
It's nice when they can join the band.
To know that they can sing along.
To harmonize in life's long song.

Poem Details | by Tom Arnone |
Categories: autumn, desire, first love, heartbreak, lost love, love, surreal,

Autumn-Brown

They call this condition, September blind.
Secret eyes peek from silky autumn-brown.
On lifting wisps of wind, her scent does find --
A head adorned with thorny, lovelorn crown.

In the warming wet; in our blissful smiles;
On banana-bikes; on mossy-rock shores --
Our union dropped by circumstantial trials
That divide one love into distant doors.

In space-time loops I will search forever --
And, once again, until that plain I find.
From nebulous clouds to Heaven's lever.
I sense her ... so near -- but, I cannot bind!

In-between two 'verses she lives and dies.
How does one cross those parallel skies?

September 1, 2016
English Sonnet 3 - Poetry Contest

Poem Details | by Spica Toska |
Categories: autumn, first love, love, memory, nature,

The Autumn Rain

The Autumn Rain
reminds me the feelings
that I didn’t express
The fresh air after rain
reminds me the moments
I wanted to live
The smell in the air
reminds me those moments when I used to meet you
and the wind takes them away
The yellow leaves
falling down on the streets
and I realize how
I’m loosing time, losing you
like the trees are losing the leaves
There will be new leaves on the trees
new people in your life
but the leaves on the streets will be forgotten, will be rotten

Just like me

– Spica