Mixed feelings
Gratitude –
for abundant harvest after splendid summer
for change of colour
for renewal of our distant view
for the prospect of cozy.
Melancholy –
for the state of the world,
for approaching chill,
for ageing and failing
in the rush towards death.
The prompt for OctPoWriMo day 5 is for an Autumn poem, using at least 3 of the following words: chill, renewal, death, rebirth, harvest, melancholy, aging, change
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Well done
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It’s a balancing act! You’ve overcome your ‘failing’ for a little while, I’m glad to say. 🙂 Dad is worrying me a bit but at 86 what can you expect? How’s Jock doing?
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Much better, thanks – but he’s not yet back to his energetic self.
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“…the rush toward death.” great line!
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And such is the stuff of which live is made, isn’t it, Viv? So much tragedy in the world, so much fear–real or created by the media. But then, there’s the beauty.
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true words. loved the title.
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a the prospect of cozy..a lovely thought
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unlike the planet, our own cycles lead us inexorably to winter and the end of life. Perhaps it is why winter is not a well loved season.
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That last stanza aches to read. Too true.
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You suprised me by starting with harvest. I liked the suprise! Beautiful last verse too.
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Oh gosh, YES! So much very yes. I really struggle with autumn and the disappearance of all the lovely Good Things like light, and warmth, and colour. The dolor of winter gets to me, and anticipating it doesn’t render the in-between time endearing!
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