Summer's End

and now for summat much more serious

Summer’s End

 

My walks in the park are now laboured

The dapples, more darker now too

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There is a chill in the air, I once savoured

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Saying goodbye to summer as late as it is

Is simply no fun without you

 

Author's Note

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... the Lazy Susans are loosing Petals and the
Forgetmenots are losing their memory. The Squirrels are
tired of hiding nuts for the Winter; instead they are scurrying around
trying to steal Bird Seed, especially the Sunflower seeds.
The Cows are tired of being Milked and so they hide in the Cornfields.
Romance is no longer a dance, but an exhausting Tango for hours
on end. Time for Pumpkins and Apple Pie. truly, Pat

[Neville]

.... that sounds so autumnly yummy ... :) x

[Robert Trakofler]

I'm ready for autumn my dear friend:) Her summer smiles are burned within your minds eye forever your poets heart is forever tuned to her warm whispers no matter what the season is or when or where you stroll! of this I am certain knowing you even from afar good sir

[Neville]

we are such a mushy pair you n me BB .. thanks tremendously for the lovely words you left here ...

Neville

[John the Baptist]

The end of summer is a poignant time, for it is also the beginning of fall, a season that makes us think of time passing and the losses that attend that passage. Loss permeates this offering, as the speaker talks of walks becoming more labored, the darker dapples and the chill in the air. The last lines are apparently addressed to someone once close, but now, for whatever reason, no longer in the picture. Physical life is really but a succession of changes, and though we know that rationally, it does not prevent the pain that inevitably comes with loss.

[Neville]

thank you so much for your most recent and well reasoned review John.. you are so bloomin write sir ...

[Chris Shaw]

This time of year my flowering baskets are beginning to go past their best and the evenings are drawing in. This tells me that autumn is on its way. If you are grieving the loss of loved ones and have health issues, then you would feel that with an added punch. I always find autumn bittersweet. The colours are stupendous, but the falling leaves, deathly.

Chris

[Neville]

.................. sight is a blessing .. insights are summat else altogether .... thank you my friend for helping me to see more clearly,

Neville

[Papaya]

August is always the beginning of the end, bittersweet summer days. Especially whilst longing for or missing someone

[Neville]

tis true enough and truly.... thank you Ana

[Coyote Poetry]

Summer is here in Michigan still. We are having a very hot Summer. I know Winter is coming. I will miss the days of Summer. Thank you Neville for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

it has been a scorcher here Coyote..... but yes.. we must accept that autumn is just around the corner.. and then another winter, if we are lucky... Many thanks my friend n stay safe... N :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.