Autumn Ashes

Just a little play with a Triolet :-)

The leaves fall like autumn ashes.

Pine needles pierce a crimson sky,
and the rain tinges my lashes.
The leaves fall like autumn ashes
in the throes of silver flashes,
echoes of dreams that passed me by.
The leaves fall like autumn ashes.
Pine needles pierce a crimson sky.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

well done says i! ;) a fine form to choose for your autumn poem .. love the pic and video choices also .. they all three fit and flow .. an aspect of fall not yet considered by me .. the mist and rain and fog .. i live in the Ozark Mountains and the mist and fog many morning fill the hollers ... and of course the rain .. now my Fall picture is more complete ... forms like the triolet and others similar are not easy .. at least for me .. they require patience and commitment to quality in order to be successful .. i am no authority but i would give you A+ for sure .. such and enjoyable read .. thanks for sharing! :)
E.

[barleygirl]

Not familiar with this form, but the main thing is that reading your poem does not harken to any form, but being more about your message. I get a bit of a tortured feeling from the idea of autumn, which you've reflected in originally detailed ways (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Margie.

[Richard🖌]

Rarely,
Do I see the Triolet displayed these days, and certainly never so eloquently touching to the spirit's tender emotions …
"Pine needles pierce a crimson sky,
and the rain tinges my lashes.
The leaves fall like autumn ashes
in the throes of silver flashes,
echoes of dreams that passed me by."….sighhh*
Simply an amazingly beautiful, heart capturing picture, the Nature sounds are soothing music unto the longing soul, and your metaphorical imagery is sheer brilliance personified.

Thank you most warmly and sincerely for this softly spiritual touch, Linda Marie ⁓ Richard 🍃

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you, Richard. I think a Triolet is perfect for when you want to write but don't have a great deal of time. It's nothing too earth-shattering or serious, but it made me feel good to just get it out there. Thank you for reading and writing.

[Richard🖌]

You're most welcome, Linda Marie …
it made me feel good, too.

[Karmee]

Excellent piece of a poem here, amazing and poetic. you are so talented.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

Thank you.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Beautifully done. What a delightful was to bring the season of autumn to words.

[Kesch (Finding Julia)]

Such a wonderful write here, This is so good

[jacob erin-cilberto]

excellent form with lines mirroring each other...and the idea of the leaves falling like ashes...because life is like that...the dreams burned up...the ashes of those dreams...signifying what we have missed out on achieving when we reach the autumn of our lives...
perfect allegory....really like the line about the rain tinging the lashes..
so much to like here.
j.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Linda Marie... Autumn can be a melancholy season...
Your poem leaves me with the solace of a bittersweet feeling
of dreams that may have left you without an ending to an
orchestrated movement that sees colors of gold and magenta
that stirs our imagination as winds bring about change and new
feelings of warmth and caring in the winter of new beginnings.
truly, Pat

[Kelly Scheppers]

A most beautiful offering for this first day of autumn! Much enjoyed, Linda!

[Chris Shaw]

Well done you for trying new forms. I have never had much courage to do this. I liked the structure of the triolet with its rhyme, the imagery and cadence in your lines. I would say you have got this form nicely under your belt. Lovely work.

Chris

[Malise Haligree]

I am also toying with a triolet, and I must say this is so well done it gives me new hope for my own work, which has stagnated.