Saturday, 8 October 2016

October

I have been suffering with writers block these past couple of weeks, and so here's one I wrote from 2014.

The dew soaked grass feels soft as silk
Shrouding the valley floats a ghostly mist,
Just for a breath the sun rests on tree tops
Climbing slowly for a new autumn day.

 Golden brown leaves fall from the trees
Dancing in a frenzy swirling around
Foreboding clouds sail on blustery winds
A watery sun hides behind one, it rains.

© Julian Clarke 2014

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  1. J Cosmo Newbery9 October 2016 at 09:26

    A great aumtumnal feel.

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  2. Anonymous9 October 2016 at 09:50

    Mist and rain... one can't wait for that sun to reappear!

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    1. Julian9 October 2016 at 19:38

      sunshine warms our hearts, thank you for your comment

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  3. Jae Rose9 October 2016 at 10:12

    I am glad you revisited this poem it is so complete and clear - like a moment absorbed, appreciated and conveyed to all who read

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  4. scotthastiepoet9 October 2016 at 11:27

    Well measured and crafted piece Julian, with excellent crisp close to capture the seasonal mood. Nicely done... With Best Wishes Scott

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  5. Sanaa Rizvi9 October 2016 at 15:40

    Such beautiful imagery here :D well penned Julian :D

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    1. Julian9 October 2016 at 19:43

      Sanaa, thank you so much for your thoughts.

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  6. brudberg9 October 2016 at 17:07

    Great image of autumn... revisiting old poetry is a great idea when it's as good as this.

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    1. Julian9 October 2016 at 19:44

      thank you kindly and I am pleased you enjoyed it.

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  7. Sherry Blue Sky9 October 2016 at 17:24

    You paint a lovely picture in words.

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  8. Julian9 October 2016 at 19:42

    Much appreciated Loredana.

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  9. Mary9 October 2016 at 20:12

    You have really evoked a wonderful image of autumn in this poem, Julian. Ha - and I empathize about writers' block. I am right there with you.

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    1. Julian9 October 2016 at 20:21

      Nice to know I'm not alone, however I would not wish the frustration of writers block on anyone. Thank you Mary for your thoughts and always very much appreciated.

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  10. Truedessa10 October 2016 at 01:06

    This is a lovely autumn poem - I have never read it before so I am glad you shared it with us.

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  11. rallentanda10 October 2016 at 01:34

    I like the image of the autumn watery sun, an indication of the winter to come.Lovely poem.

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    1. Julian10 October 2016 at 06:31

      Thank you Rall, for your thoughts and pleased you liked it.

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  12. kaykuala10 October 2016 at 10:39

    Falling Autumn leaves floating down in the rain can be quite a gruesome sight. It is as though the heavens are all dropping down!

    Hank

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  13. Richard Fleming10 October 2016 at 17:21

    Lovely poem, Julian. And very timely here on Guernsey as the first leaves start to fall.

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    1. Julian11 October 2016 at 20:48

      Hi Richard, as always your thoughts are welcome; I do like seeing the leaaves change colour.

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  14. kaykuala11 October 2016 at 10:16

    Foreboding clouds sail on blustery winds
    A watery sun hides behind one, it rains.

    It gives a picture that nature provides the competitive spirit that makes life interesting!

    Hank

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  15. Wendy Bourke12 October 2016 at 00:03

    Wonderful wordsmithing - a pleasure to read.

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    1. Julian13 October 2016 at 19:07

      Thank you, Wendy, I'm pleased you liked it.

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