Seasonal Change of Mood

Oh, I don't ever look forward to winter but, the scents of autumn ~~ my most favorite scents of all.

Death - - -

      the last burning ember

                 has blinked out.

The coals have grown

                     cold...

they've fallen...

             from the grate.

        The cold embers

                  crunch under foot...

                       and, stirred up by

                   that same foot - -

                          they fly away

                                    to decay - -

but, they have brought

                   us joy. . .

                                 in a few colors of the rainbow;

                        they have allowed us

           to play

  in their piles of death.

            They don't die

                                in vain

                      for come spring - - - they

                will fertilize the life

                              yet to come. 

Author's Note

Leaf piles in which I used to jump after raking the leaves together. Interconnected all things on Earth, and leaves help life recycle, year after year.

Reviews

[*** Hey Jude***]

What a delightfully expressed piece. It brought out emotions that made me feel the words you have so movingly related. The changing of seasons has always brought out different emotions. Spring and fall are my favorite. Spring because of the glory of new beginnings, and fall is a special time not only because when the tree's transform with their glorious colors and smells, but also because I am a Libra :-), lol. I thoroughly enjoyed this! ~ Jude xo
PS. And I was a leaf jumper as well :D

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

I remember doing the same thing with my younger sister. You are so right about how they will become the fertilizer for the next generation as do we I suppose. Perhaps that is why my father used to call us barnacles as we were living off of he and my mother - they were the hosts and now as a mother I am much like the leaves. Wonderful poem.
Light,
Siddartha

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Awe the marvel os mother nature and the changes in season.. you are so right everything has it's reason like season keep the earth from freezing over or burning up.. excellent write.

[Susan]

Great poem! i enjoyed the imagery very much. Autumn is my favorite time of year also...THe colors of browns, golds, oranges....So warm and comforting...
Thanks for writing another beautfiul poem.
susan

[The Tao of Bri]

Exceptional seasonal poem...littering the hopes and fears of the changes...as well as vignettes of emotion that bring the feelings out...

[An Ordinary Woman]

Autumn is my favorite too. Hoodies and warm socks and leaves changing colors. Yes, lighting the old wood stove for the first time is wonderful.

Excellent writing Sallie Bear!

[Nely Amorim]

I love Autumn (Fall as you call it in Yankee land..lol) it's a wonderful time of color and preparation for rebirth. Excellent write.