Was a rusted leaf
In the twilight
Across the true light
Of thunderous exchanges
Within the orchestra
Of the breeze
In another life
For a pardon
A new season.
Written for Poetry Jam
You have really conjured beautiful imagery of autumn. ‘the orchestra / Of the breeze’ – such a serene image.
I really like the metaphors you have included in this poem, Alan. Enjoyed especially ‘thunderous exchanges within the orchestra.’
I like how two aspects of life surface here…frivolity and emptiness…beautiful comparisons…
What was sown is reaped: harvest. And then a fresh start. An eloquent and soothing articulation of pardon and forgiveness.
Nice one Alan. The first lines grabbed me. I also like the photo–so very green and lovely.
Alan this is wonderful. A thought provoking and beautiful look at autumn.
Like this too – the “searching for a pardon” element especially – lovely and highly poetic to me…
Lovely write, Alan. Wonderful turns of phrase and word-painting of the “season of mists and mellow fruitfulness…