Gone The Summer

Gone The Summer

A Poem by Chris Shaw

August slides into September,
summer days are almost over.
Gone the chance to dance in clover,
barefoot with the one you love.
Soon we'll gather by the handful
ochre leaves in autumn freefall.
Watch them tumble to the paving,
not for saving, we will burn them.
Warm our hands when cold winds blow.
Then the snow will freeze our fingers
and the frost will choose to linger
late into the morning hours.
Bleak the garden with no flowers
in the midst of winter's pall.

© 2018 Chris Shaw


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The passage into autumn is a prolific period for poetry. This one notes the movement from clover to the ochre leaves, then into the bleakness of winter. I think winter somehow equates with death for many of us, which is understandable, with the absence of flora amidst the "pall." But within that seeming stillness life abides, waiting for the spring to call it forth again. Life never really dies.

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Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you John for this thoughtful review. All good wishes.

Chris



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To everything turn turn...seasons
one leading into the next ..autumn
and winter are upon us and the new
year starts it all again..the continued
cycle of life and we spin with it ..

nicely penned poem here
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Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you Fran. Yes, the turning of the seasons. Each one has its highs and lows. September is beaut.. read more
a splendid description of the season's changes; I love the falling leaves and to walk on them to hear the crunch crunch; Here in the mountains, we collect our leaves in giant bags and they are picked up by the town; if everyone burned their own ,we'd have plenty of forest fires, And so it goes, goodbye to fall and into winter, no flowers left but we can cuddle by the fireplace.
Lovely, Chris
Best, B

Posted 4 Months Ago


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Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Every season has its beauty. Fall is spectacular in colour, but the lack of light plays on my mood. .. read more
Betty Hermelee

4 Months Ago

I know your feelings; I don't like short days and long nights!!! you're welcome
sad but touching thoughts chris. gone but not forgotten. perhaps the warm memories of past summer and hope of next summer are what get us through the cold of winter. i can always find new purpose and things to admire in each season as i get older. change of seasons should be cherished as in our lives. all has its time in the sun. any season is great with the ones we love -

Gone the chance to dance in clover,
barefoot with the one you love.

"One must maintain a little bit of summer, even in the middle of winter." - Thoreau

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you Pete and for that wonderful Thoreau quote. So much wisdom in his words. I appreciate you s.. read more
The passage into autumn is a prolific period for poetry. This one notes the movement from clover to the ochre leaves, then into the bleakness of winter. I think winter somehow equates with death for many of us, which is understandable, with the absence of flora amidst the "pall." But within that seeming stillness life abides, waiting for the spring to call it forth again. Life never really dies.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thank you John for this thoughtful review. All good wishes.

Chris
Hi Chris, You and I live in similar climates, rain, rain, rain :)
I think autumn is my favorite season; it's always sad when summer"slides," but autumn is so rich in colors and tradition, and has such a warmth of spirit ... except when it rains, rains, rains. haha
Dylan

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

I am a spring gal Dylan. Autumn is sad for me, although the colour is beautiful. I hate the loss of .. read more
welp there you go again....I know you well....close to the land....trees and flowers.... all I know is winter is coming and I have to order some warmer clothes.....have a great day Chris.....you know you're one of my faves...stars and flowers atcha ✨💐

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Get those winter woollies ready Jeff. Thanks for stopping by. All the best.

Chris
Ah, the lovely side of Autumn though being the beautiful colours and energy...I do suffer depression more with the lack of light and miss summer but Autumn is a fav season...Summer has such magic to it though...a special charm :) Lovely descriptive piece Chris :)

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Autumn is a beautiful season, but alas not my favourite. It is also the season of loss and decay. My.. read more
So true Chris but... I think we get off lightly in comparison to some other countries don't we? All those fires, floods, volcano eruptions. My heart goes out to those people, families lost, homes lost.
Thanks for the read Chris.
Take care.
Pauline.

Posted 4 Months Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

4 Months Ago

Thanks Pauline. We have our moments, but I think you are right, our weather isn't as horrendous as .. read more
Pauline

4 Months Ago

I'm glad you and the people back home have had some good weather, it lifts the spirit. We've only ha.. read more
Nicely said Chris very smooth, lovely to read.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Chris Shaw

1 Year Ago

Thank you Andrew for giving this old poem a much needed airing. So appreciated.

Chris
Very beautiful poem. Too bad I sort of missed summer doing my job and travelling a but.

Posted 2 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

2 Years Ago

Thank you JungLee for your favourable response. Most appreciated.

Chris

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Chris Shaw

Berkshire, United Kingdom



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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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