Indian Summer: A Poem
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The flowers' scent spiraling in the autumn air,
Beckons closer to warmth before coolness there,
The greenery makes us gasp with hidden delight,
The sun overhead embraces softly, glinting bright,
A sudden springish burst of life and rebirth,
Makes me frolic in fields of growth unearthed,
For a moment childhood feels quite near,
When conjured memories quietly appear,
Before summer commences its sad farewell,
The balmy weather murmurs a rapturous tale.
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Ebower, I really enjoyed reading this. The rhyme is not overpowering and the subject is divine. I would read this over and over again. Regards, Hyphen.
So Dang Hung: I didn't write it with a specific meter in mind, but it does seem to flow with the same rhythm.
Hyphenbird: Thank you! I really am enjoying the last few moments of warmer weather, so I thought I'd write something that encompasses it. Thanks for your comment. :)
Like a finely baked pie.
Thank you; I'm glad you liked it. :)
I am from Vietnamese but I want go to America and learn English. I want to write science fiction in English.
Beautiful photo and equally beautiful poetry.
So Dang Hung: I hope your dream comes true. I would love to read your science fiction!
larakern: Thanks so much! I'm so glad you enjoyed it. :)
Voted up.
Great poem (and excellent pictures, too).
What a beautiful poem. Thanks for gracing us with you poetic gift. Blessings.
Voted up!
f: Thanks! I can always count on you to read, comment, and vote. :)
lambservant: Thank you for your kind words. :)
Excellent.
I love this poem. It makes me think of how I myself get lost in thoughts of my childhood.
Nice job, Erin, this was really lovely. The imagery was fantastic! I especially liked the lines:
"For a moment childhood feels quite near,
When conjured memories quietly appear,"
Voted up and beautiful!
Yes, I see "The flowers' scent spiraling in the autumn air." Nice poem.
rosettaartist1: Thank you!
James Halpin: Thanks! I'm glad you could relate to my poem. :)
Poetic Fool: You are too kind! I really like writing poetry with imagery, so I'm happy you noticed. :)
Vinaya Ghimire: Thanks! I was outside and smelled some beautiful flowers wafting through the air. That's what inspired me to write about the weather I'm experiencing in Georgia right now.
Just plain beautiful ! and the illustrations you chose for the piece are beautiful , i voted up and awesome and beautiful , thanks for the read !:)
Thanks for your lovely comment, jami l. pereira! I appreciate you voting. :)
Again, it's the combination of thoughtful words and expressive graphics. Blessings.
Thanks, f! I try to do my best. :)
So Dang Hung 8 months ago
Is it has metre?