Monday, January 9, 2017

Lady Autumn--By Suzanne Delaney--United States

Lady Autumn

Lady Autumn lies discarded now.
Left alone - her stick- like bones
are lying under trees where they have blown. 

The fiery colors of her verdant dresses lie in brown
 heaped on icy, frosted ground.  
Sparkling gossamer that held her hair in leafy wreaths
now unraveled by bitter winds- almost as if saying 
she must never dance again.  

But promises of spring, in tight buds, appear on dried twigs, 
blowing winds whisper the secrets of emerald, summery green,
stirring within a frozen kingdom's, dormant majesty. 

As Winter makes his stormy presence near,
her blithe light, finally overcome, 
she looks to fading crimson skies
and sees her spirit rise.

Suzanne Delaney is a retired Registered Nurse.  Born in Tasmania, Australia she is now residing in North Carolina, USA. She has a fond passion for writing poetry, creating mixed media collages, and for traveling. 

6 comments:

  1. Dear Suzanne,
    Thank you for this lovely nature poem.
    In a season of winter amid many news reports of destructive climate conditions--this poem reminds me that nature keeps her promises.
    Blessings,
    Michael

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  2. The sumptuous imagery you have used in this beautiful poem enchants the senses and captivates the heart SuZ. Brava! I love it! Blessings, Connie ; )

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  3. Hi Suzanne! With your lovely imagery you manage to make me feel sorry for autumn and her inability 'to dance' as winter takes over. Then, the promise of better things to come, puts a smile back on my lips:) Warm regards ~ paul

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  4. Suzanne,

    Thank you for sharing your wonderful and tender poem. I love nature poems and yours put a warm smile on my face, as autumn is my favorite season. Continued blessings!

    -MJ (www.tgbtgpublictions.com)

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  5. Hi Suzanne, I did not know Autumn was a lady
    Then I read "Lady Autumn" With all the pretty
    Colors, Autumn sure couldn't be a man. besides
    men do not wear dresses, let alone verdant ones.
    Very good writing in a great autumn wonder.
    Thanks for sharing
    Yancy

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