Come October

Gold cherry

By Silver Spun Sand

Thu, 01 Oct 2015
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Take down the hammock –
wipe  the guano
from  chairs and table
where we sat,
sipping mint tea
 
stow them in the shed –
watch the sun
swallow the key.
 
Light’s like fizzy, 
liquid gold
this afternoon – 
like the demijohn 
in a musty coign, full, yet,
of wine from last year’s russets.
 
The hedgerows don
a shawl of silvered dew;
the monkey-puzzle tree
hung with a peignoir
of new-spun spider-webs
glistens with diamonds
fit for a queen...
 
a pearly trail in the grass
meanders on past the orchard
to a hole in the fence
where the deer
squeeze through.
 
The pond – iridescent;
a kaleidoscope of leaves 
amongst the reeds,
with scraps of sky
muscling on through.
 
Take down the parasol,
jettison spent paper napkins
now summer is done...
my feeble attempts at origami
over, for another year.
 
Oh, that we could
fold ourselves into geese
and follow the sun...
 
 
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Comments

Submitted by VeraClark on

Autumn days when the grass is jewelled...A gorgeous piece full of the colours of fall and putting summer to bed. Is it meant to be 'silvered.'

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hello there, Vera...and a very good afternoon to you.  Many thanks for your lovely words, and for spotting my first 'deliberate mistake' of todaysmiley  Have amended.  Must take more water with itwink

Tina

 

 

Submitted by Jane Hyphen on

I spent the whole day outside clearing gardens and this is October in words for sure. You've reminded me that it's still beautiful despite the guano (mostly pigeons), well the sun helps alot doesn't it.

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

The sun certainly does help, Jane...and don't mention those pesky pigeonssmiley

 

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Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Made my day.  Thank yousmiley

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Enjoyed this very much, Tina. It seems like a lot of work has gone into refining it down to delicate bones of thought and picture. I particularly liked the 'pearly trail in the grass' of the deer, and the scraps of sky muscling on through the kaleidoscope of leaves on the pond. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hello there, Rhiannon.  I guess this poem wrote itself, really.  So beautiful, this time of the year.  Either countryside, or town, signs of autumn everywhere, if we have eyes to see, of course, and you, most certainly havesmiley  Many thanks.

Tina

 

Submitted by celticman on

you goose tina, this poem flies. 

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Gosh, I've never been called a 'goose' before, and I must say, I quite like itsmiley

 

Submitted by love_writing on

Beautifully written. That last stanza is so light and inspiring it makes you want to fly off- if only we could!

Loved the 'kaleidoscope of leaves' . Well done on pick of day! 

love_writing

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

If only we could, lw...and don't you just love those dreams most of us have that we are actually flying, and maybe we are.  'In our dreams is when we are truly awake', some saysmiley

Many thanks for your words.  

Tina

 

Submitted by loquaciousicity on

I don't need to be folded into a goose... this poem takes me on its wings!!!smiley

Terry

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

I'm glad to hear that Terry...so very gladsmiley  

Hope yours is a sunny Friday.  It surely is here.  That pond of mine is truly sparkling this afternoon, with a few late dragonflies to boot.

Tina

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

The idea of being able  to fold ones self into a bird is so beautifully mastered Tina...also very original, I've never seen that written before...great imagination. You took me with you with your words.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Hello there, Jenny...nice to have you on board.  As I was saying to Terry, it is a blue sky day today, and I hope it is where you are.  Rain and gales forecast for next week, so I intend to make the most of it.  Actually, I have got tons of grapes to take down from our vine.  We have literally tons and tons this year.  Trouble is they absolutely awful to eat.  They look beautiful...black and juicy , but when you taste them , 'Yuk!'  Hubby has tried making wine and all sorts with them in previous years to no avail, unfortunately.  

Thanks for your lovely commentsmiley

Tina