Raining Autumn Fall

Raining Autumn Fall

A Poem by MomzillaNC
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My answer to Realmwriter's seasonal challenge

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Nothing makes me long for the comfortable coolness of Autumn like the distortion of the shimmery horizon of summer’s oppressive heat haze, wilting flora and fauna alike. Autumn… she is a season throwing open her arms… offering her cool comfort after the unrelenting, punishing summer heat. She is a season of abundance, bestowing a harvest of goodness. Autumn gifts us our favorite things… apples and cider, pumpkin spice and pumpkin pie, sweet potatoes and zucchini, pomegranates and pears, grapes and vino, cranberries and cherries… the list goes on. In Autumn’s embrace we gather together to celebrate her abundance with feasting and revelry.


Enjoy the sounds of Autumn's bounty in my poem,


Raining Autumn Fall


Crunch, schlackle-khrackle, squish…

Phschluppa-khrieck-schlewmp and snap…

Through the late November wood…

Splinter, crackle, scrunch and smatter…


Flurry scurry and fly about.

Flutter and rustle, schlicha-klecha…

By the wet North Wind blown,

Bustling hither and thither and yon…


Falling, falling for Autumn down…

Brown frosted veins of former verdancy…

Crushing delicate detritus beneath

Footfalls under bare boned skeletal trees.


Whoosh and whish and rrurr…

Mechanized winds blow and push,

Pile high the last of Autumn’s fall.

Leap and fly, and land as they scatter!


Crinkle, crumble, crushed dead on the ground…

Rake them up and let's fly again,

To lie beneath as they flutter down

Reveling in the raining Autumn fall.

by D. Denise Dianaty

© 2023 MomzillaNC


Author's Note

MomzillaNC
I tried to choose a font color that looked like the dry, cracking leaves of fall

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This is beautiful! The 'sounds' really put forth some great imagery. You have to use your imagination a little bit for this one... as with much poetry... But that is good! I really felt like I was walking through the woods on a gloomy November day, the leaves crunching under my feet. I loved it. Great job.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much!



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oh my this is a crunchy cacophony of colorfalls creation cast on your canvass in a comely construction:)

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

4 Years Ago

Thanks.

Your comment employs terrific alliteration.
Robert Trakofler

4 Years Ago

my brain is in alliterative mode cant escape it some days:)
MomzillaNC

4 Years Ago

😱 🤣
The font and color really worked!!!!! And it was really beautiful and I found the sounds quite creative

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

TY. This was another challenge, issued this time by Realmwriter, for our group.
This is beautiful! The 'sounds' really put forth some great imagery. You have to use your imagination a little bit for this one... as with much poetry... But that is good! I really felt like I was walking through the woods on a gloomy November day, the leaves crunching under my feet. I loved it. Great job.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much!
I enjoyed all of your melodic descriptions of fabulous Autumn!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thank you.
There is such a lyrical, rhythmic feel and flow to your autumn words... letters like leaves coming alive in sounds of mystery... Beautifully done...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much!
Find myself, being transported back, to a time, when my opa was, still alive. My uncles and many of my cousins would rake the leaves, into several huge piles, before flopping into them. The leaves were burnt, in a huge bonfire, controlled by one of the uncles. Can still see, the column of black smoke rising, into the sky and drifting away.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

We raked them up and jumped in them too. But, we bagged them up for the trash pickup.
therisa

9 Years Ago

This happened during the early 1980s. My opa and ome had a huge woodlot, and they lived, in the coun.. read more
MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

That's what happens to our leaves. They're picked up, composted, then local residents can buy back t.. read more
The sound of a crispy autumn comes alive in this delivery of written words..a fun read..

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thank you!
Spot-on onomatopoeia here, M'Zilla. This piece engages all the senses - makes me want to go for a walk in the woods! :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thanks! I pleased you and everyone seems to get the playfulness of this piece.
Momzilla, you make me want to pile the leaves up high and jump right in!!
Wonderful poem, superb! And hey... Great autumnatopoeia? :D


Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thank you. I'm so pleased it inspired in you the playfulness I was trying to relate!
Matching Socks

9 Years Ago

You're welcome. :)
Love it way way fun!
Falling, falling for Autumn down…
Brown frosted veins of former verdancy…
Crushing delicate detritus beneath
Footfalls under bare boned skeletal trees.

Brava … you captured the ambient nature of fall with aplomb. Again … great onomatopoeia.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

MomzillaNC

9 Years Ago

Thanks so much. You're the second person to pull that term! :D

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