Roses Withered

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Roses Withered
By: Adam M. Snow

 

Fall has come, I see roses withered
with timely settled of fluttering birds.
The golden colors of fallen leaves,
upon the grounds and upon the eaves.

 

With whistling winds a joyous tune,
an eerie light from an Autumn's moon.
And underfoot fresh acorns fallen,
with the scent of Summer's last final pollen.

 

Masks wearing children, running door to door
carrying bags of sweets hoping for more.
The echo chirps of the southbound geese
the sight of that flight, wish it not ceased.

 

I think of the crisp, clean air
and laughter's from an Autumn's fair.
A feast prepared for a family's gathered
around the table and around a smoked bird.

 

The smell of smoldering leaves
and the first snowflake upon the eaves.
The mixed golden shades within the trees;
the season has come, I lay with the stars at ease.

Reviews

[Renée J. Martin]

What lovely visions you created in my mind tonight Adam... Thank you for sharing this poem !

[Jetta Zippora]

So lovely and vivid. You have made me feel and hear fall coming even more with this poem. I love it. Another great write, friend. :)

[afra]

beautiful ...good job

[Rhianne Ney]

Good way of using inspiration
Please keep writing

[The Refined Poet]

I loved this poem, seeing I am fan of autumn.

[Maryanne M.]

I like it, the flow is easy to follow. I also like the descriptive nature of the piece and you have the skill to convey images into the minds on the readers. Good job!

[MOON]

Lovely beautiful write autumn can be stunning the foliage, great lyrical write.

[kublakhan27]

One of my favourite themes to write and read about is the changing of the seasons and the sense of rebirth that comes with the arrival of each new one...a wonderful portrayal of that state of mind in this poem^^

[Cord Moreski]

I love the fall, and I can see that you do as well. Your use of metaphors and vivid imagery really paint a beautiful picture within your audiences imagination. The couplet rhyme scheme also helps give your poem a melodic sound. Great job,Adam.

[Coyote Poetry]

I'm not in the hurry for Fall. It mean Winter is coming soon. I did like the description of the cooler weather and the events of the season. Thank you for sharing the excellent poem.
Coyote