spread the news
of a brilliant history
in peach baskets
we gather the fallen
each one magnificent precious
green booted we
playfully scud cones
and needles heavenward
harvest fragrances dance
as wet earth mingles
with burnt offerings
branches heavy bearing
gifts of a year in the life
to make sweet the dark time
Rene ~ 2010
A Magpie Tales submission for Magpie 35.
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Tres bien mon ami
ReplyDeleteIt must be getting really fall-ish and beautiful up there!
You're not the only one who wrote also about flames too, ya know. I did too, because I miss the summer just as anyone here would, haha. Wanna see my Magpie? It's at http://thelunaticsdiary.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteLovely. I love fall leaves, and you describe how it feels to be among them very well.
ReplyDeleteNice!
ReplyDeletedang. that was awesome rene...love the subtle undertones of this...and of fall...my fav time of year...excellent write.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful writing. I love 'tongues of fire" -- so appropriate for autumn!
ReplyDeleteI'm just going to repeat why I love your poetry. You've got it all here. Sight, sound, taste, touch, smell. Poetry should be sensuous.
ReplyDeleteBud of the Baskervilles
'Green boots playfully scud needles'! Such a picture in a few words.
ReplyDeleteThis is my favorite season. And you? you are one of my favorite friends.
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love fall
ReplyDeletegreat poem :)
Nice. Love this.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant - bravo!
ReplyDeleteBrillant write..."make sweet the dark time" - love it all...a must read again...thank you...bkm
ReplyDeleteAh yes, your flames have singed the edges of a beatiful presentation of the colors of autumn.
ReplyDeleteVery nice magpie.
A subtle warning of Winter... nice. ;)
ReplyDeleteWonderful images conjured up - lovely post
ReplyDeleteOooh wonderfully written.
ReplyDeleteThat was beautiful, I loved the descriptions and the energy in your words. I am going to read it again! :-)
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"make sweet the dark time soon to fall..."
ReplyDeleteOh, yes you did :)
Wow! I LOVE this, Rene! "...we gather the fallen in peach baskets" is a remarkable line!!
ReplyDeleteOne of the best of this Magpie's many takes on the shades and hues of Autumn.
ReplyDeleteA nice evocative piece of writing you've crafted here. A wonderful Magpie.
ReplyDeleteVery nice homage to autumn and the harvest!
ReplyDeleteA Paradise of Spring
Nothing can beat scuffling through fallen leave in Autumn! :)
ReplyDeleteYou're killing me over here. Tell me, Rene: you see everything in terms of its beauty and relation to other things, don't you?
ReplyDeleteAnother great poem.
Pearl
lovely stuff, Rene. :-)
ReplyDeletelovely images and my senses are stimulated with the smells of fall and burning leaves and the sensation of slipperiness of boots on leaves. nicely evoked.
ReplyDeleteHi! I have a pair of bright green boots .. I must find them to frolic in the falling leaves!
ReplyDeleteGreat Magpie!
Fall gives us such wonderful memories.
ReplyDelete"harvest fragrances dance"... what a pretty picture and I loved your images!
ReplyDeleteWonderful images!
ReplyDelete"..tongues of fire
ReplyDeletespread the news
of a brilliant history.." Quite wonderful.
How gorgeous this poem is - so visual and tactile!
ReplyDeleteautumn, the most beautiful season of the year.
ReplyDeleteFrom one autumn fan to another, that was spectacular. Loved the imagery and the energy of your piece.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem Rene... Fire and fall was a explosive combination.. Too good...
ReplyDeletemake sweet the dark time
ReplyDeletesoon to fall - ah, this transient world!
make sweet the dark time
ReplyDeletesoon to fall - ah, this transient world!
Rene:
ReplyDeleteMy first time to your lovely blog way of magpie -- thanks for the lovely comment on mine....
Like Mary Oliver you are influenced by living in a beautiful New England State and your poem brilliantly captures the exquisite essence of the season.
I would love to send you a little duckling for the reminder of the coming spring - for the winters there can be icy cold. But your memories of the Fall will be enough to carry you through.
Cheers,
Joanny
bright girl,
ReplyDeletelovely writing!
Beautiful, have read the reference to Mary Oliver, and see it, too (she is one of my fave poets ever!).
ReplyDeleteThe lines I loved best:
"as wet earth mingles
with burnt offerings,"
captures the fall feeling so well.
Rene this is magnificent...so much delightful imagery...fall is definitely in the air and in our hearts! :-)
ReplyDeleteLOL. Love the "thrill me" under "Leave your comment". Beautiful poem "harvest fragrances dance" - my favorite line!
ReplyDelete"Make sweet the dark time"...Definitely! Superb poem..thanks!
ReplyDeleteYour poem creates a wonderful feeling. What a great use of words.
ReplyDeleteLoved it.
"branches bearing gifts of a year...make sweet the dark life soon to fall." Brilliant!
ReplyDelete"magnificently hued
ReplyDeletegreen boots playfully
scud needles and cones
heavenward"
Beautifully written poem...
Thank you for visiting me ..
Mmmm...this poem is so alive with all the flavors of autumn.
ReplyDeleteWhat a marvelous piece! 'scud' - I love that word. It has a few Scottish meanings to it, also.
ReplyDeleteThank you all for your truly wonderful comments!
ReplyDeleteI hope you are all enjoying beautiful fall weather...it is gorgeous in the Northeast :)
Rene,
ReplyDeleteSome of these phrases really hit home: 'peach baskets' and 'scud needles and cones' make me want to stay and read again.
Trulyfool
Oh, I love it. Great word choices.
ReplyDeletewow - this was brilliant - gather the fallen in peach baskets...great imagery!
ReplyDeletethe imagery here is FANTASTIC! :D lovely use of words! :)
ReplyDeleteMy Magpie Is Here:
http://leonnyes.wordpress.com/2010/10/07/wanderer/
love it rene! i can smell the smells and feel the hope.
ReplyDeleteReally lovely poem, I particularly like the ending - "make sweet the dark time/soon to fall"
ReplyDeleteWillow would be proud. An excellent addition to Magpie Tales
ReplyDeleteRene,
ReplyDeleteAutumn's muse always tingles my imagination and I see that it gets to you also!
rel
"playfully
scud needles and cones
heavenward"
Thank you all so much!
ReplyDeleteAutumn is my favorite season...actually early autumn :)
Hope you all are enjoying this beautiful fall weather
It is my favorite season also, and, although I am quite late in reading Magpies #35 I know that my autumn has been enhanced by the beauty of your poem. Really loved it.
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