Tuesday, 16 September 2008

The Ides of September

Misty morning in September,

     Holds a summer to remember,

A leafy lane echoes the sound,

     Silent waves weep o’er the ground,

The music flies on fragile wings,

     See the soulful song it brings,

Hear the heart that beats the drum,

     To pave the way for fall to come.

Green leaves turn to red and gold,

     Branches bear the harvest they hold,

Flowers fade, yet see them sing

     A song to winter and to spring

That autumn winds will carry far,

     Taking the warmth of a yellow star,

To burn and keep the cold at bay,

     Thereby in the light always stay.

Cast a web to capture the dawn,

     And hold light against winter’s scorn,

No matter how hard strong winds blow,

     Ethereal beauty will forever show,

Work woven with a simple goal,

     Will always fulfil its’ ordained role,

I take this moment in space and time,

     And picture it in rhythm and rhyme.


dbaumgartner said...

This is fabulous.  I have to read this many times and view the pictures.  I love this.

Don't stop sharing your heart and your talent.


pharmolo said...

I'm pleased to find you posting again, and it's very beautiful

nhd106 said...

Yes, you sure are a most gifted writer.   I have a feeling that as I follow along your journey, I'll see what a gifted HUMAN you are too!

Keep the faith...


jamcs605 said...

You lift me up, make my life happier and brighter.  Your poems touch my heart.
Wishing you well.

onetoughcookie43 said...

Hi Liz,
Just wanted to let you know that the poem was beautiful and I am thinking of you.
Take care of yourself.

pprrrr39 said...

Beautiful.............. the words and pictures are wonderful.
Glad to see you writing again
hugs Jayne