When Autumn leaves of burnt sienna
slowly spiral down from the trees;
I hear the music of Vienna
gaily dancing upon the breeze.
Then lace snow flakes fall down all round
as pretty planets whirl and waltz
and weave the world a snow ball gown
all trimmed with tinselled Christmas schmaltz.
And then, as the dance advances
and the world is slowly warming
as in all the best romances
Spring and Summer bring Prince Charming.
Comments
skinner_jennifer | December 7, 2011 - 19:10
The was a nice poem for the changing seasons JoHn,
I very much enjoyed reading.
Jenny.
well-wisher | December 8, 2011 - 13:13
Thank you, Jenny. I've always liked the music
of Johannes Strauss II, aswell as the use of
the Waltz as a recurring motif in Kubrick's
2001: A Space Odyssey and so I really wanted
to write a poem about the Waltz of the Seasons.
shoe | December 9, 2011 - 14:39
A really lovely poem,
'Then lace snow flakes fall down all round
as pretty planets whirl and waltz
and weave the world a snow ball gown'
beautiful imagery.
well-wisher | December 10, 2011 - 23:31
Thank you very much, Shoe.
Glad you enjoyed it.