Beneath October’s wisp of cloud
The land awaits a shroud of leaf
And witnesses to it admit
Sudden surges of joy and grief
For in this intermingling-ship
Of summer turning into fall
The changing of the season drips
A lonesome sort of madrigal
Beneath October’s cloud we pause
Glad to feel good yet strangely sad
Because October clouds enhance
The summer-dance that once we had
© Janet Martin
Linking to OctPoWriMo
I love the bittersweet feel of this poem. Bitter, because summer is coming to an end, sweet because autumn is coming. I do feel a little sad because summer is over, but on the other hand, I love the autumn season. I love how lovely and colorful it is! Great write!
ReplyDeleteThank-you:) I'm glad you understand my glad sadness!
DeleteI love the line 'the land awaits a shroud of leaf'. Very evocative. Yes, the changing of the seasons are heralded by both glad and sad emotions. Very nice.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words!
ReplyDeleteA feel of melancholy with the change of seasons. I feel it in your poem. Nicely done.
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