Lady Autumn's seasonal changes surprise me each year. This season, she chose sunshine-summer attire and switched to raincoat-weather clothing. The last few days, she was clothed in leafed designs for a stroll under a bright blue sky with pillowed clouds. Variety is Lady Autumn's wish so I cannot wait to see her October sneak preview. Will it be dazzling with Crayola colors or soaked from rainy weather?
Beautiful Change
Autumn lets go
moving slowly
with season's ease
In mindful pause
gentle winds blow
Autumn lets go
releases leaves
dancing to earth
gathering begins
leaves fall
Autumn lets go
flits across earth
sunsetting peace
dazzles nightsky
with fall crayons
Autumn lets go
©CVarsalona, draft
4 x 4 poem-see information here.
Photo from Unsplash
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- Anyone who thinks fallen leaves are dead has never watched them dancing on a windy day. - Shira Tamir
Autumn woke in the morning with a crispy feel of summer-like weather and bright blue skies. Watching in awe, a gentle flight of assorted leaves moved gracefully toward the cars. October's first dance of the season brought a beautiful change.
autumn's flight of leaves
free-float and dance in the breeze
October's gift
©CVarsalona, 2024, haibun
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Just beautiful! Here in the land of conifers, where a few deciduous outliers make their stand, almost like eager kids with their hands waving, those bursts of gold, orange, and crimson seem to shout!
ReplyDeletePatricia, thank you for stopping by and providing information about the land of conifers. I look forward to hearing more about Autumn in different locales.
DeleteCarol, I love the personification, "Lady Autumn" - in my mind she appears tall, thin, and regal, clothed in a russet gown, her auburn hair adorned with a crown of wide, colorful leaves. "Variety is [her] wish" - how true! She brings the spice of life with her. As to your observation of leaves dancing: At the door where I enter and exit school there are often little leaves swirling in a perfect circle. I am always struck by the dance - there's something so fairylike about it. This is such a gorgeous post and poem.
ReplyDeleteThis is from me - I keep forgetting to add my name vs. "anonymous."
DeleteCarol, I enjoy watching the graceful dancing of the leaves in a gentle breeze. Colors swirl. Although each season has its own beauty, the colors and scents of autumn are special. Bob
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