Autumn

Close your eyes, then think of a colour. If it aint there, it aint autumn...

Autumn

 

As stuck as I am here

Firmly... 

Dwelling

As I am upon this

My own

Personal autumn

 

It has taken me

Till now to

Realise...  

Whilst I do not have

The perfect body and

Far from perfect teeth

 

I have never been

A liar

Nor have I ever been

A thief

So take me as you find me

Or leave me…  

Free as a wind blown leaf...

 

There now…

You do so have me

Stuck as I am here

Firmly...

Mourning summer

Contemplating winter

Anticipating spring and

Oh' so very envious of fall...

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

If you can still see the back of your hand, through the falling leaves.. it aint yet autumn... N

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

"take me as you find me, or leave me free as a wind blown leaf"
ah yes, like that so much...

and yes, at our age...we are done pleasing others---we live as we see fit...it's our autumn.

[Neville]

I do indeed believe it is jacob... many than you's my friend......... N

[angel]

If you can smell apples wherever you go, it's autumn.
I never thought about it, but I guess you do have 'fall' there. This is, after all, 'New" England, so it stands to reason.

[Neville]

Then tis autumn old and new
stands to reason, tis the season whoopy doopy doopy doo........... N

[angel]

Ooooh! Poetry happens!

[Neville]

happen it does...

[Chris Shaw]

These words say far me to me about the poet than the seasons. Autumn brings the onset of decay. That happens to us. In our autumn years, our outer appearance loses some of its youthful vibrance, but the inner us can remain unchanged by the passing years. In many ways we improve with age like a fine wine.

So take me now as you find me
or leave me...
free as a wind blown leaf

Very poetic lines, with a message

Mourning summer, contemplating winter, anticipating spring, BUT living Fall.

Chris

[Neville]

How truly wonderful.. I've just come over all unnecessary Chris and how very true.. I was gonna write old and unnecessary but I got a glow back,, made me think of our very own Norman here.. he's still glowing strong and he's well.. he's older than me... Cheers.. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

Vintage wine, vintage cars, kinda special aren't they?

[Neville]

........ :) absolutely

[DIVYA]

Thankfully, Nature doesn't hold back in bestowing beauty equally on its varied seasons. Senescence can be beautiful and that's what Autumn teaches us. Its colors can be as vibrant and even more enchanting than spring or summer!

So take me as you find me

Or leave me…

Free as a wind blown leaf...

Very beautiful lines...

[Neville]

A wise woman and very kind too... thank you Divya & true..... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

Myself, I am in my late Fall.
"Myself Mourning summer
Contemplating winter
Anticipating spring and
Oh' so very envious of fall., "
I enjoyed this poem. Somethings we cannot stop. Winter will find the all of us once day. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

I have known for several years now that you are a very astute observer & fine poet John.. I count you as a friend and appreciate your insights as a brother... I thank you for words and for often showing me the way..... Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend. I appreciate your friendship.

[Neville]

I am smiling here & true..

[Wild Rose]

Still got new buds on the clematis vines; no yellow on the beech tree
Fuchsia is in flower - Berries form for bird food later

Holly berries are green as green

T'aint autumn here - Yet young man

[Neville]

THank you so much for visiting my friend.. I guess you checked these words out to maybe remind you of the golden season.... The fact I am aware of not being so young as I once was, was the motivation behind these words, as I hope may be evidenced in my first stanza.....poetry eh.... just you wait till spring..... :) Neville

[Wild Rose]

Not to say you are getting old - we are all getting older
Really to say I have seen quite a lot of autumns
Well past retiring age

[Neville]

Then you will be looking forward to spring as much as me my friend, after autumn tho of course.... All Good Things.... Neville

[Wild Rose]

Spring > get the caravan ready - Away we go

[Neville]

Right behind ya....

[barleygirl]

Your writing is sparkling like the sun thru shimmery leaves in the breeze. We don't do much "colors" or "leaves" here . . . autumn is all about the way the air feels . . . that hint of moist, after months of hot & parched. I love the way your poem straddles the idea of my favorite season on this planet, but not so much my favorite season in this creaking old carcass! *wink! wink!* Thanks for making this feel like the season I've been waiting for all my life (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

You are way too generous Margie.. I shall gift you colour.. just mark my words & true...... Neville