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Aspect of Autumn

rising in the hills a hazy shadow i stand within shivering beneath its breath i stand alone blushing tips of trees within rise of sun i await its warmth desires fall golden like autumn leaves downcast like eyes lost in thoughts grounded like me spun in reflections of you

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Paula Goldsmith

Date: 6/6/2020 12:20:00 PM

Congratulations on your win. Autumn, a beautiful time of the year. I can't wait for autumn to get here. Enjoy your win and day...........

Caren Krutsinger

Date: 9/20/2019 3:42:00 PM

I hear the rustling of the leaves even through my awed state.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 5:10:00 PM

Thank you Caren....lots of poems falling with the leaves... my muse is spinning within :) hugs

Susan Ashley

Date: 9/20/2019 2:44:00 PM

The lustrous artistry and bittersweet but beautiful emotion in your exquisite poem moves me in so many ways, Sandra. Superb musings spill from your golden pen. Warmest wishes always.. ~Susan

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 5:11:00 PM

Thank you so much Susan...autumn is bittersweet for me... :) hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 9/20/2019 1:02:00 PM

- When autumn comes ... it's time for reflection, Sandra - A lovely poem :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 1:10:00 PM

Thank you my sweet friend :) hugs

Brenda Chiri

Date: 9/20/2019 11:30:00 AM

Ahh pure beauty Sandy! Your way with words I am in awe of!;)

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 12:17:00 PM

Thank you Brenda...autumn always stirs my muse... :)

Tom Cunningham

Date: 9/20/2019 11:21:00 AM

I must confess autumn is my favourite season, just love the colours, the cold doesn't bother me as I used to work outside. Tom

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 11:29:00 AM

guess you were used to it being you worked outside... i was shivering in temps of 40 today... the colors are pretty and at least inspire poetry... Thanks for the read and comment :) hugs

Vijay Pandit

Date: 9/20/2019 11:04:00 AM

Your pen shines as always, Sandy:desires fall golden like autumn leaves downcast like eyes lost in thoughts grounded like me spun in reflections of you. Loved it.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 11:10:00 AM

Thank you my friend, autumn is always so bittersweet to me, although i was born in this season, i don't like what it brings, to me autumn serenades summer and then brings death in its end...it does make for pretty little poems though... hugs :)

Chris Green

Date: 9/20/2019 10:47:00 AM

I just love everything about your poems but the ending of this one just blew me away. "grounded like me spun in reflections of you" Superb Sandy. Absolutely gorgeous

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 10:56:00 AM

Thank you my friend...it got to 41 degrees before the sun came up...i was standing in the cold, watching the leaves... a poem was born...glad you enjoyed this one... :) hugs

Peter Rees

Date: 9/20/2019 10:45:00 AM

Deeply felt emotions here- a poem not simply about autumn- not at all. It’s sadly reflective, its words short but sweet.

Sandra Adams
Date: 9/20/2019 10:53:00 AM

thank you peter...just one of my little scribbles that autumn brings out... this time of year brings change of temps and drab when the beauty unfolds...