"As You Approach Us"

A Poem by Jenaynayness

This was the very first poem that I had ever written that I was proud of. It is kind of simple, but I hope you enjoy.

As You Approach Us

The way you feel, the way you smell,

You bring me joy; so much the world may never be able to tell.

How my lungs burn when I breathe you in,

But I love the prickly feel and it makes me grin.

Cool days, cooler nights,

Birds take off for their morning flights.

Old sweaters are pulled from old closets and drawers;

Fluffy socks are worn over chilled wooden floors.

The signature scents dance in the air,

As you approach us; quiet and fair.

You bring friends closer, and pull families tighter,

Everyone is happy as we all sip sweet cider.

You blow gentle kisses to the tips of the trees,

The leaves falling gently and dancing with glee.

We can capture your beauty by image and by mind,

But what is seen with our eyes is truly one of a kind.

How I love your natural beauty, all precious and bright,

With the discrete rays of sunshine, all gentle and light.

Not many pay attention of your importance to Earth;

You are preparing us all to the winter’s rebirth.

You are caring to the world like mother to child,

Easing us into change, keeping it mild.

For this, how I love you, you treat us so kind,

I don’t understand how others are so blind.

I love how comfortable and content that you feel,

In the air lingers the word “home”, so much it’s almost real.

The way you feel, the way you smell,

There is still so much more left that I could tell.

There are so few words that can simply compare,

To how beautiful you approach us; so quiet and so fair.

© 2017 Jenaynayness

Author's Note

Any suggestions or thoughts would be greatly appreciated! Thank you.

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emipoemi

This is fantastic! Great flow, great rhymes, and superb imagery! Your musicality, though great, does get choppy in a few lines (whether it be too much of a mouthful or not enough of a mouthful), most evidently in Line 2 from the top, and Line 5 from the bottom. If you read it aloud to yourself, you'll be able to hear what I mean (musicality is not necessarily rhythm, it's the fluidity of thoughts from one to the other). It's easy to detect rhythm, but it's just a tad harder to detect musicality. For that you really need to read aloud to yourself. Great start! I quite enjoyed this. Very touching! "You are preparing us all for the winter's rebirth" is by far the most powerful and profound line of the entire piece. Well done!