THE BEGINNING OF HUSH

THE BEGINNING OF HUSH

A Poem by Betty Hermelee
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nearing the end of Autumn!

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The Beginning of Hush

 

Earth brown and empty trees

leaves blown with gusts of mild wind

a portent of winter’s whipping

which stings one’s face like piercing fringes of a spear

 

We swaddle to protect against the elements that strike us

though we savor the purity of the wind shrouding us with power

 

We bask in last few weeks of autumn

as we reflect on its magnificence, its grace, its grandeur

 

We focus on the present

its clarity, its void, its vanity, its simplicity

its nothingness

 

Yet, for strange reasons we do not wish to let it loose

we revel in its diversity, its scents, its solitude

 

Except for occasional caustic winds, we smell the desolation

and luxuriate in its hush

 

© 2025 Betty Hermelee


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I do NOT want to say goodbye to fall. It is my favorite season...I don't mine the cold of winter...but snow comes and prevents me from doing some things I love to do.
I love your stanza on the present, "its clarity, its void, its vanity, its simplicity
its nothingness.
Nicely done.
I can't do two sites at the same time, so I have not been over to the other place...are you still active there...

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Hi J.. thanks for the fine review my friend… I stopped writing in the other website, just here for.. read more
Ah the changing season....:)

I like the way you capture the end and yet the beginning....here....

We bask in last few weeks of autumn
as we reflect on its magnificence, its grace, its grandeur

Except for occasional caustic winds, we smell the desolation
and luxuriate in its hush

Thanks for sharing Betty.......:)

BB73



Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

My pleasure, and Happy Thanksgiving!!!
Warmly, B
Tremendous work. Vivid and sharp. Great writing.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

Thanks Thomas, much appreciated!!!
Warmly, B
anything to do with nature is an automatic 'in' with me. such telling descriptions. awesome capture of how november feels. i was grabbed and held by the lapels. great writing.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Betty Hermelee

1 Month Ago

OH Pete, your'e the best!!! Thank you my friend from the bottom of my heart!!!
Warmly, B

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Betty Hermelee
Betty Hermelee

Black Mountain, NC



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My love of poetry results from my love of art. As a painter I am able to express myself on a canvas. As a poet my words come from my heart, my moods, sometimes sad, mostly upbeat. I like to use vivid .. more..