Year`s End

a theme I have often written about, that I return to...

The tent of Autumn is wet,

Nights as dark as creosote;

Days that fall like

Mother apples which bruise

With cold sweetness.

The impending conspiracy of

Frost; Laburnums stripped to

Bare frames, each fox pulled

By the neck into the

Hedgerows. Let go, curled leaf,

You are tired and dragged with sleep,

And can not look the snow away.

Reviews

[外人 (Gaiji..]

The more I went on and the more I caught something of a Basho style. Of course, we're talking about completely different kind of poems technically, he used to write haikus, but your skills with natural scenarios resemble the ones of Japan's greatest poet... at least to me. Great job !

[Lyn Anderson]

Once again, I am struck by your last stanza. Beautiful.

[Coyote Song]

The ending of sun, warmth and life, as autumn takes over and chances the scenery, temperature and mood. An impressive poem. Love the imagery you use.

[Ruth]

Surrender to the seasonal grip with grace...amazingly visual hon, beautifully so x

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the review, Autumn is for me a sad, wet time..

[jacob erin-cilberto]

autumn is a poet's time, I believe.

all of the inspiration from the fall colors, the changing of seasons, the impending winter of life.

you do it with such gusto, your words shine with visual strength.

really nice piece.

[Leslie Philibert]

Hallo Jacob, as always, thanks for looking at this, and of course my best wishes.

[stars are far]

That was a very well descriptive poem for the cold days i loved this wok, keep it up

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the kind words, and best wishes

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The opening line is such a captivasting one full of images of weather beaten cold damp days. Your use of the countryside and nature in 'half' metaphors just fills the mind with the feelings and emotions of the impending winter. And how I wish I could look those snows away Leslie.

[Leslie Philibert]

Thanks for the kind words,and as ever, my best wishes from Bavaria.