The ABC of Zoe

Cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Thu, 18 Sep 2014
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Autumn returns – way too soon; russet,
Brown, aubergine, and amber take centre stage.
Could I but turn back time, back to when –
Done with the humdrum of the daily grind,
Each evening brimmed full with molten gold.
Falling for her, in the Fall – all over again;
Gazing at the soft, cattle-horns of eager stars,
Homework – took on a whole new meaning
Inspired by her eyes – limpid pools of amaranthine;
Jewels indeed - those ditzy, daisy-chain days, stray
Kibbutz dogs, barking in the hills – walking
Lantern Pike, Bosley Cloud and Shining Tor,
Me and her, but now...long gone.
 
No more the river, no more the stones,
Or the tumbledown church on the ridge;
Perhaps it was a ghost ship after all...
Quietly taking sail – dissolving to mist.
Reality kicks in, and jolts me from my reverie;
Summer – past its use by date, and the two of us, 
Tiresome as it is, must turn our thoughts to school...
Unlearning lessons gleaned from turning leaves; now
Verbs, nouns, and hyperboles dictate the way of things.
Weary, we are digesting facts re Shakespeare , Handel –
Xerxes, with its romantic air, Ombre Mai Fu; translated
You wouldn’t believe, it’s a love song to a tree!  Unless
Zoe were that tree, then where the bee sucked, so should I.
 
 
 
 
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Comments

Submitted by Geoff Smith on

This is really pretty. I like the two part structure and the linking of lost or ending and autumn. Full of mellow fruitfulness :)

I really love the way these phrases bump together - my favourite part:

Shining Tor, / Me and her

Thanks for reading. I am grateful for your time.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hi, Jasper...thanks for reading, and for sharing your thoughtssmiley

Tina

 

 

Submitted by VeraClark on

A very nostalgic trip and the eclectic images are satisfying and full of colour. Made me think of Grendel, so you can see where it took me!

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Here be dragons, perchancesmiley

Hope things are well with you.

Tina

 

Submitted by Philip Sidney on

From the dreamy days of summer to dreamy snippets from lessons, lovely.

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Love the way you put this, Philipsmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Parson Thru on

Wonderful language, as ever.

Parson Thru

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Pleased you thought so, PTsmiley

Thanks for taking time out to tell me.

Tina

 

Submitted by Denzella on

Hello Tina,

Do you know I don't think you have it in you to write a bad poem?  If you have then I have never read it. Lovely description of Autumn, my second favourite season after Spring.

MOya 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hi, Moya, and thank you for making me smilesmiley

I've written plenty of rubbish poems in my time, but my motto is 'never say die', so I glean ideas from them and try to turn them around. A bit like shaping a piece of clay, I always think...and mentioning such things, I was rubbish at pottery at school, but I really enjoyed it, and I guess that's what really matters.  

Tina