Saturday, September 20, 2014

Dreaming in an Autumn Scented Afternoon

 











On a riverbank  she stood many moons ago
firelight danced between towering pines
she heard his soft velvet voice whispering
a language that only she could understand

beyond  a sea of clouds, new horizon awaits
his dark hair glistens in sunbursts of orange
her body becomes flushed with thoughts..
floating weightlessly, poems from her heart

dreaming in an autumn scented afternoon
ripples of water flowing over mossy rocks
red maple leaves carrying secret messages
in a gentle breeze, she feels his warm touch

inhaling and exhaling breathing deep
desire filling her lungs..lost in the moment

branches sway, twigs crack a lush forest bed
curtains of summer close,  fall quietly arrives
distant drums vibrate chanting a warrior's song
two wild spirits dance to the rhythmic beat

red tail hawk glides across pearly blue skies
new harvest ripe filling their endless hunger
hot sparks ignite within smoldering  eyes
following trails of their wandering souls

memories of the journey overwhelming
quivering she embraces a world unknown
streams of their lives merging into one
a river of currents they willingly ride

sharing their innermost thoughts
no words are necessary to understand


posted for Poets United

38 comments:

  1. Beautiful, the end of summer, the beginning of autumn....my fave lines: "distant drums vibrate to the warrior's song
    two wild spirits dance to the rhythmic beat
    red tail hawk glides across pearly blue skies"

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    1. Hi Sherry,

      Why am I not surprised you would like those lines? I hope you are doing well my friend.

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    1. sometimes words are not needed..

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  3. Letting all else go as the journey comes to a new beginning and two sway away, a change of season worth welcoming indeed

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    1. A change is indeed welcoming..looking forward to the brilliant view..

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    2. But let's skip winter... No?

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  4. Love this tale of 'two wild spirits' and their journey together, Truedessa. And I like that they have the ability to share their innermost thoughts without words. I like all the details of nature you included in your poem.

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    1. Hi Mary,

      Thank you for your lovely comment..I think sometimes words aren't necessary to convey a message..have a great Sunday..thank you for your constant support.

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  5. Dreamy....inner connection - the key :)x

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    1. Hmm..inner connection is sometimes the strongest connection.

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  6. I admire the autumn colors in your words, red, orange ~ Love endures and swims through the seasonal changes where sometimes words are not needed ~ I specially love this part:

    distant drums vibrate chanting a warrior's song
    two wild spirits dance to the rhythmic beat

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    1. Good Morning Grace,

      I hope you are enjoying your Sunday..Change is the one thing we can count on in life..no matter the season or the reason.

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  7. I like how you weaved a romantic poem that includes the colors of the season. Fall is my favorite season.

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    1. I enjoy fall but, what comes next is the harsh winter which I do not enjoy..smiling..

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  8. such a lovely journey..love the autumn..and the last two lines are perfect!

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    1. Thank you..and thanks for sharing your lovely pictures over at PU..

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  9. "her body becomes flushed with thoughts" in tune with nature...so beautiful..& I love how innermost thoughts are shared without words...

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    1. Thank you again for visiting..so kind of you..

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  10. Vibrant emotions i can taste the fall. Nicely done.

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    1. the fall fragrances are twirling in the air..

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  11. I now understand how you fall in love.. beautiful cadence and colors works magic for poetry.

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    1. Thank you Bjorn, I always enjoy reading your comments..How is the spirit of the bear???

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  12. this is so beautiful...so much rich imagery. the closing of summer, the opening of fall!

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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    1. The changing shifts of the seasons so much to ponder.

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  13. Great! You took me there, for sure... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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    1. Thank you for visiting Scott...hope your book is doing well.

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  14. Beautiful poem. I was seduced by the title and then the lines, the nature, the soulfulness of it. Superb.

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    1. Myrna, your comment brought a smile to my face..thanks for your support...

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  15. Endless hunger, hot sparks igniting within smoldering eyes... Oh my! Be careful now... You don't want those trees to catch fire ;)

    So I assume you love autumn? It does look beautiful, alright. The smell of autumn... do you recognize it?

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    1. Autumn is lovely full of colors but, I think spring and summer
      are my favorite seasons. Alive with warmth and vitality..

      The smell of autumn, do I recognize it? Perhaps, I smell a hint
      of its fragrance as it blows in the wind.

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  16. luv the colour, and awareness, in this poem, its musical in its telling; have a good week

    much love...

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    1. Thank you and I hope you have a good week as well.

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  17. Ah yes, sharing thoughts without saying a single word. I love that feeling. And tying it into my favorite season is just plain awesome.

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    1. Ah, another one that enjoys the fall..soon it will be time to break out
      those sweaters.

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