Walking out from home
One tired August day,
I sought the musk of summer:
Overblown roses, dripping pines,
Cedar, fir, and still water....
I knew what I wanted.
Instead I climbed up a trellis
Of wild grapes,
The aroma of which
Held the promise of new wine
In the cool early evening of autumn
And a smoldering fire....
And I was tantalized.
One Single Impression
41 Comments
Beautiful photo and equally beautiful words.
ReplyDeleteHi Sandy...
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Have a glorious, wonderful day.
Beautiful image in both words and pic.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem Sandy. Pappy
ReplyDeleteyour words are like a serendipitous sigh...a gorgeous visual of autumn's blessings!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is divine, Sandy! It brings me back to many walks home in the late fall New England afternoons. I would take in the sights, sounds and smells while anticipating the familiar sounds smells of home - supper, siblings and a nice warm crackling fire welcoming me home.
ReplyDelete"I sought the musk of summer:
ReplyDelete...The aroma of which
Held the promise of new wine...
...And I was tantalized."
And so serendipity visited. I so love this word. Wonderful expression Sandy.
How nice that this moment was offered to you as serendipity. To have to make an actual choice betweent the two, as you have so beautifully described them both ...now that would be difficult!
ReplyDeleteAnd I can understand why. So descriptive, I felt like I was there.
ReplyDeleteSmall treasure.
ReplyDeleteSigh.....this is beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteI love that word, serendipity. To be able to recognize it when you find something beautiful other than what you were looking for, is an art!
ReplyDeleteSandy, I so love this photo as I have alwasys loved autumn. Very beautiful and meaningful words you have written for it.
ReplyDeleteMy daughter left you a reply on my site. Thanks for encouraging her. Sweet!
you should copy these into a book in color to publish. they are lovely thoughts and gorgous photos. thanks for sharing you.
ReplyDeleteI just love reading your poetry! Always beautiful words and images.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy your wonderful poem, Sandy. And the picture is so charming.
ReplyDelete..(the play of light & shade in the image has a surreal charm)_
ReplyDeletethe 'punch ' in the line "And I was tantalized" comes with a soft suddenness.the poem is very beautiful..many thanks..
Very well expressed: looking for something that was but finding something that is.
ReplyDeleteIsn't fall grand? Climbing up a trellis? Is that advisable? ;)
ReplyDeletePerfect.
ReplyDeleteLet's pretend I wrote that one :-)
AMAZING, SIMPLY AMAZING!! You express so much in so few words and it instantly brings us into the story and we keep the scene with us in our hearts when we leave! You are wonderful my darling!
ReplyDeleteOh Sandy,
ReplyDeleteThis is so very sweet--it made my heart skip a beat.
Thank you for reminding us that what we think we want is 'small-potatoes' to what our soul can give us if we let it lead...
Thank you so much--
Beth
Hi Sandy, and you didn't have to smoke that grape leaf to be tantalized! :-)
ReplyDeleteO well, those were the days.
I liked your poem, I did not know at all what to expect, keeping me at bay and wondering was tantalizing to me.
Your previous posts, do you think creativity is the answer to my blogging habit (addiction??)?
I have spent a lot of time with that Style manual; my own, my kids' and some students'.
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Great capture, Sandy!
ReplyDeleteScents can be quite a heady sensation! Or even just the imagined atmosphere of Nature's gifts! You have beautifully captured both!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem!
ReplyDeleteRecently I did some research on Vitis vinifera, and I remember reading that real wild wine is a rather rare plant. Does it grow abundantly in your area?
You have captured a serendipitous moment perfectly and those autumn leaves are more beautiful because we know they'll soon be gone.
ReplyDeleteSounds like bliss! I love the imagery of wine coming from the heady scent of the grapes....Peace - D
ReplyDeleteI really love this poem, Sandy. It speaks volumes to me and I am 'tantalized'!
ReplyDeleteAnd I am having my first contest at my place, if you want to stop by.
It happens in a flash - for sure!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poetry to go with a beautiful photo.
ReplyDeleteThe strength lies in your second strophe. Very, very nice. What an expected joy.
ReplyDeleteNature will always tantalize us if we will only allow it. Loved this one-such great visual words.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem....very refreshing and real.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful poem, beautiful accompanying photo.
ReplyDeleteThe mental images you spark are wonderful... esp. the new wine is meaningful to me. Thank you for the wonderful stroll.
ReplyDeleteMy senses are tingling.
ReplyDeleteWanting one thing and finding something else "instead"--this is truly serendipity! Your photo and words are intoxicating. Got any of that wine left over? :)
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photograph! And, did you write the poem as well?
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful take on the prompt, Sandy. How enjoyable and how fortunate.
ReplyDeleteI came back on to show my nephew the Brooklyn Bridge photo and I'm now looking at all your wonderful photos. I particularly like this one. Thanks!
ReplyDeleteThanks for being here.