A dropping gently of the clothes of time
In the soft dark of morning, in the early dark of evening
In the cool air that awakens, enlivens, embraces
And ultimately takes summer in a breath of ecstasy--
A breath it holds until midday, when it lets go
To warm all those naked limbs,
All grace and splendor and reaching,
Reaching unabashed--perhaps even proud--
For the equally naked, equally splendid sky.
One Single Impression
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Lovely descriptive poem! Beautiful autumn colors in that photo also. We haven't had leaves turning here yet -- it is still Indian Summer. I think Monday is the first day of fall. . .
ReplyDeleteOh my you already have a lot of autumn leaves there, they are beautiful
ReplyDeleteI love the autumn colours and the poem well done!
ReplyDeleteColors and poem warmed my heart on this gray first autumn morning here! Thank you. :-)
ReplyDeleteI miss the East Coast's fall colors more than anything. Will have to watch for the umpteenth time the Merchant-Ivory procuced movie-version of Henry James' "The Europeans"!
Autumn in all its glory, there.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite times of year.
ReplyDeleteLovely words.
Such a wonderfully sensuous response - it is close to orgasmic. Lovely writing ...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words, and photo. A slow undressing... a naked sky. Beautiful
ReplyDeleteloved your poem and the images...autumn is my favorite season and it is beautiful. thanks.
ReplyDelete..the unclad sky falls in the realm of spiritual thought in india.the sages discard all that is artificially external .the carnal is different.
ReplyDeletethanks for sharing these beautiful autumn images..
Incredibly sensuous, Sandy! Wow. I loved "takes summer in a breath of ecstacy'. It took my breath away.
ReplyDeleteWhat imagery, conjures ups in the mind dryads gracefully dancing in the forest.
ReplyDeleteReally lovely metaphor of an 'artful reveal'!
ReplyDeleteLove the imagery you used!
ReplyDeleteOh Sandy, this is lovely. I really liked these lines "early dark of evening
ReplyDeleteIn the cool air that awakens, enlivens, embraces
And ultimately takes summer in a breath of ecstasy--
A breath it holds until midday, when it lets go" Excellent work. This fills my heart with such feelings. You cannot know my friend.
Thank you for the pleasure of reading your work.
love,Melanie
my fav time of year! =)
ReplyDeleteWhat an intriguing work Sandy. I loved the mixed imagery and your evocative choice of words. Autumn....don't ya just love it!
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Oh and how ready I am for autumn to breathe in the summer.......
ReplyDeleteThis gave me chills. Which is odd, cause it is still hot as hell in Mississippi.
I need to revisit you more often!
Whew!
Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI shared a photo of the trees near my house today . . . we are way behind the east coast in terms of the colors changing There are just the slightest hints of orange and red appearing now.
how beautiful, you describe the beauty of the changing season
ReplyDelete"All grace and splendor and reaching" - my favorite line
Such a magnificently sensuous description of the change of seasons. Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteHi Sandy, I'm there and ready, waiting for her to hurry up!
ReplyDeleteI never thought of autumn being romantic like this before.
So now I will remember differently thanks to your poem. Thank you.
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How wonderfully erotic. When I watch the next leaf drop I will be thinking of articles of clothing.
ReplyDeleteSensual & lovely! JP/deb
ReplyDelete"And ultimately takes summer in a breath of ecstasy-"
ReplyDeleteSensual and romantic. Thanks for the read and coming by BES.
I Love the autumn I know now as well as the summer just past! Thank you Lil!
ReplyDeleteThe subtle golds & reds are just wonderful in this photo.
ReplyDeleteI can almost hear the leaves crackling beneath my feet.....lovely words!
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful poem, Sandy!
ReplyDeleteI wonder if you composed it like an improvisation as I do for the computer compositions.
Lovely; I like your take on this so much. I can see the branches let go of its leaves like silk stockings languidly falling to the floor after a long, wonderful evening (or perhaps season)
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Beautiful! I'm loving the colors of fall. :)
ReplyDeleteQuite lovely photo. I won't see anything like this here in the desert until January.
ReplyDeleteJust lovely, Sandy! :)
ReplyDeleteI really like this view of autumn.
ReplyDeleteNice words and photo!!
ReplyDeleteImpressive pictures!
ReplyDeleteSandy, I love this poem with all its wonderful expressions.
ReplyDeleteHow nice:
ReplyDelete"One...
Singular sensation..."
Wow, what an impressionistic photo! I love where this poem leads - with a splash of color into grace & splendor.
ReplyDeleteAutumn as undressing - I like that idea.
ReplyDeletesuch a sensual description, perfectly capturing autumn's essence
ReplyDeleteYou always write the most beautiful poetry!! I love this one just like every other one.
ReplyDeleteEach week i am inspired by your work. This one is totally captivating. I especially felt the last two lines. Thank you!
ReplyDeleteSimply the best time of year, and beautifully exposed. I've always loved this time of year, and never thought of it this way. Wow! Just blows me away when I read it.
ReplyDeleteDear Sandy--
ReplyDeleteI love this poem. And the thought of the autumn as an erotic dance is a new one--and lovely!!
Thanks for this--and thanks for stopping by my post on this prompt. I accidentally deleted your comment, but I read it before I did and it made me smile!
Beth
Thanks for being here.