Autumn Dream




I walked out

Into autumn

Where every leaf

Carried the past.


Inescapable dreams


Placed on a silver salver

with uncut crimson berries

where almond shadows

fall into depths of darkness.


And drip a blood trail of tears


For every fallen petal

cries in the forest breeze

where guilt  drifts away

on a dream of buried love


For the silence is trying to tell me


That scarlet heals hearts

In a rescued violet twilight.



Written for Poetry Jam

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14 Responses to Autumn Dream

  1. Vandana says:

    What a pleasant surprise, both of us wrote on the same season and almost same theme!!Autumn is one such season that can have such an effect with myriad hues and emotions.

  2. Donna Smith says:

    Yes, that scarlet heals hearts. How wonderful, to be in the winter, for the spring is next. I loved this with so many levels. I chose one.

  3. peggygoetz says:

    Your poem captured me right aways with the idea of walking out into an autumn dream. A unique image I think. The photo reminds me of the time we spent in the Netherlands.

  4. Gillena Cox says:

    a lovely ode to hope, the endings of autumn are greeted with the preparedness of winter and the waiting of spring’s healing, very lovely, very sensible,

    much love…

  5. Mary says:

    Sometimes what silence has to say is worth listening to……well expressed, Alan.

  6. Gabriella says:

    Great use of imagery in your poem, Alan. Sometimes we do need the silence to be able to heal and have new dreams.

  7. Rallentanda says:

    A visual feast of lovely images. Sad and cryptic.

  8. elaine says:

    You are a wordsmith of the first order – beautifully written.

  9. Sumana Roy says:

    love the beautiful images used here to define autumnal hue, melancholy and also like the brightness soon to cover the earth..

  10. Vinitha says:

    That was so wondefful. Loved every word of it.

  11. Alan,

    Loved your poetic throughts as the autumn visitor, fades away, leaving only a trace of memories to be remembered..A very fine reminder of dream-like qualities.


  12. Jeyanthi says:

    It is awesome… i too, always wondered silence do own a voice… 🙂

  13. Nicholas V. says:

    Autumnal, dreamy, sensitive and delicate, Alan! This was a treat to read.

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