Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Anticipation
















with guile and gold
winds of autumn calling, fall towards
handmaid of winter, sister of spring

the child seeks
your self portrait revealed –
the laughter of leaf gone out to play,
sweet frosted kiss
the apples ripe lips
dancing of sunset across harvest field
silhouette days sketched – lines
to be filled
your paint brush drips cornsilk and berry -
confessing laws broken
tossed well away; as

hearths first log finds young eyes aglow
in warmth of knit, mothers down quilt –
remembering the season - you record
now as past;
silently imagining, winters
first snow

bkmackenzie
copyrighted

posted for One Shot Wednesday - Where Poets and Writers Meet

42 comments:

  1. Perfectly expressed. I'm claiming this one as my own. I am longing for autumn and winter with so much anticipation!

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  2. thank you willow, i am glad you like it enough to claim it...i feel it is my best autumn poem...i hope others enjoy it as much as you did...blessings...at hold on it is coming (that autumn)....bkm

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  3. excellent. this captures a lot of what makes fall wonderful for me...we are getting the cool mornings but it is still heating up during the day...cant wait to walk in the rainstorm of leaves...happy one shot!

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  4. …with guile and gold…you almost manage to make me wish for autumn to start…i don't feel ready for autumn though - but when it starts i will think of your poem and maybe it makes it a bit easier..
    (to explain - we had NO spring and almost no summer this year in germany - so i feel a bit betrayed)
    usually i like autumn - i love the colors and the morning haze

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  5. Beautiful. Just beautiful. Your words are off the chart for me in this one. Stunning One Shot. Love and Light, Sender

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  6. Beautiful in its descriptiveness. I'm looking forward to autumn, too.

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  7. Such a wonderful autumn poem...you paint beautiful pictures with you words. i love it! :-)

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  8. Beautifully written ....bkm. So full of imagery and the ending is perfect—ties together past, present, and future. Cheers

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  9. Sister of Spring...love that. We're coming into Spring in New Zealand at the moment.

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  10. Beautiful. Evocative.Such a perfect description of fall 'with guile and gold' Thank you for this (it made me think of Hopkins' "Spring and Fall to a young child" that same sense of loss and wonder combined).

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  11. chilling... not so yet pleae

    amzing poetry yours

    ,)

    D.

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  12. Such a lovely way to bring Autumn in....your poem is glorious!

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  13. I had a clear picture of the image as I read...nice one.

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  14. As I am looking up the autumn laced tree I feel that fanciful release that comes with leaves falling, bobbing for apples and all the golden delight you have penned so well in this poem.


    A One Shot delight!!

    Moon smiles
    smelling the pies

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  15. Like how you open with "With guile and gold" and do that bit of play on words with "fall towards". It's a nicely sustained autumn image.

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  16. You capture the season in your personifications, a very appealing invocation of autumn. Well done. Thanks, Gay

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  17. Very nice. Fall into winter is certainly a magical time.

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  18. I love Autumn! Your poem makes me ache for it to hurry.

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  19. Lovely images in flowing lines. Feels like the painted beauty of the season. - Bill

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  20. Wonderful fall poem, full of leaf and color.......and the nip in the air......"your paint brush dips corn silk and berry".........wonderful!

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  21. Beautiful autumnal poem. A gorgeous celebration of my favorite season. :)

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  22. Wow, that was amazing! My fav is, "sweet frosted kiss, the apples ripe lips"!

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  23. This is lushness of lanugage at its best. Nice one.

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  24. Can I just sigh a breathtaking woww. Love this and the photography. I so love Autumn, and your words are simply spectacular! They paint the leaves upon my mind in fond remembrances in my northern roots, in fall colors so crisp and vivid. :) ~April

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  25. Ah! Autum spectrum -add a dash of words -pull up an armchair and enjoy nature's hues..that's what I wanna do!

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  26. I so love this piece. And I long for autumn and winter, my favorite times!

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  27. That's why I love Autumn! Well said!

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  28. I have felt this! Especially lately, when I eat cereal in the morning in front my large living room window while it rains. It only rains here in fall. And I didn't quite know how to say it, but I don't have to worry now because you already have, and have well:) I'd claim it but..

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  29. "confessing laws broken"...absolutely. I can smell the crisp of the leaves

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  30. This gave me chills...and not just because it's about autumn. :)

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  31. i feel it..autumn is too close to my spirit,i redefine in winter tho..love it..:)

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  32. I do so like the cornsilk and berry line. :)

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  33. poem and pics so nice - the tired monk

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  34. i so love the elegance of your work...with guile and gold.. exquisite..a great write and long may they continue..cheers pete

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  35. there is so much in this... i'm soaking it up... you weave an autumn tapestry. i hope you'll consider linking with imperfect prose on thursdays sometime, friend. peace, e.

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  36. i see now that you HAVE linked up with imperfect prose... ((thank you))... what incredible prose... you humble me.

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  37. This piece of Autumn falls beautifully into my heart. A gorgeous photo, too. :) Heartspell

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  38. With Fall so close at hand, this feels IN the veins, bkm! Beautiful!!
    And the image you have chosen, perfectly complements your lovely words too..
    Long live the reds and oranges, till the whites over at least :)

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  39. I have only seen your children's blog. This is lovely too. I am a NoCal girl as well. Thanks for stopping by and commenting & keep up the good work...

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  40. these are lovely words, bkm... brilliantly written as always!

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  41. beautiful imagery...
    the beauty of Falls described brilliantly

    http://thepoetrywagon.blogspot.com/

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  42. A beautiful love song to my favorite season. I just love your style, as I've said before. I come here and always find something that makes me smile, or think, or remember, or dream. Just so many good lines in this one. My fave: your paintbrush drips cornsilk and berry. Awesome!

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