And some particular time not within our full knowing, that is all that is needed, that brilliant moment "for just a bit" to sit by us companionably and off again like the seasons. TFS.
Well worth coming back for a second read Tim. Autumn thankfully a long way off. Our trees are just starting to blossom. I love the colours of autumn, but spring is definitely my thing. The season of rebirth. All good wishes to you, keep safe and well. Second vaccines for us tomorrow.
We read many poems about falling leaves (funny I was just writing this word into a new poem) but never we read "till now" anyone who calls them gypsies! what an amazing metaphor, all your verses are stunning, but for me the last one is outstanding, gorgeous.
A stunning picture here! Gorgeously coloured and your descriptions are most astute. Gypsy leaves....such a nice metaphor, that one. Autumn is my favourite season, so i do appreciate your theme in this poem. A lovely piece of writing. 🌹
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
Thanks so much for your comment and visit, Viktoria. Autumn has always been my favorite season. :)
The gypsy-like leaves is a wonderful piece of poetry The rhyme, the metrical beat fit well together. I enjoy your traditional take and appreciate how you stand up for the norm of pleasant creativity.
Beautiful words here, Relic. They really paint a joyous picture and that photograph is just lovely! Autumn is my favourite season and for all these reasons stated above. Lovely work, here.
A beautiful picture , Relic, both in the illustration, as well as the words. Some remain, to provide a source of new birth as they mature. Others will drift and be lost as they travel.
I've been an amateur scribbler since 2009. You can also find me on Stars Rite under my real name Tim. Many of those poems are from this account. more..