By Beth Winchcombe
Autumn, the season of vibrancy!
Hue's of burnished red and gold!
Bonfires smoking lazily within
the atmosphere -
wafting inside nostrils!
Finally, summer days of warmth -
flow towards autumn -
which in turn -
wind down towards -
dark winter days!
Winter gloom -
befits the room -
short daylight hours -
gardens bereft of many flowers...
...mist rises through distant hills!
SAD Syndrome envelops -
no chance of escape -
until hope springs forth -
for all its worth -
we look forward to SPRING!
the awakening of life!
Snowdrops rise their heads of purity,
...burst forth from stillness of winter,
crocus's, tete-e-tete daffodils...
...wafted by scent of hyacinths.
From the editor--It is a pleasure to announce that Beth Winchcombe is September’s Poet of the Month. She is a talented, published writer and an encouraging voice at Whispers, regularly sending thoughtful comments which others appreciate. Beth has collaborated on a number of poems that have been featured at our online journal. She regularly participates in our community activities. It is a joy to honor Beth this month!
Thoughts on “Aromatic Autumn”--Beth starts her poem with an energy that drew me in right away. The phrases, instead of full sentences, keep the pace going with a cadence that works well. The consonants and alliteration help drive the beat. Her artistic use of imagery and personification give the reader a rich experience. It is a gift to share Beth’s words with you!
Congratulations and thank you Beth! I appreciate all you do and have done for Whispers.
Karen O’Leary, Editor