I was captured
between the whisper
of seasons
lost in autumn bliss
the pull of school campuses
taste on the tongue, a tinge of cool relief,
but then the melancholy
of slipping
as all the seasons
of the past
have eased in
and become fragments.
Between the lacy crispness
of leaves
the bounty of a full moon
heralding the call
of witching
the lost art of thankfulness
down a road that
is still winding,
a plan unraveling
seeking fire breath
and the origin of Stonehenge
captured within it all
beneath orange sky
for a moment,
the mystical and the mundane.
Very nice! Between the mystical and the mundane and witching! Beautiful photo!
Thanks Jo, I think that might be a good place to be 🙂 I like the photo too. I get all my photos from Pixabay which is a free-use site.
Glad that you were captured because we got to read this very beautiful piece.
Thank you so much, John. I’m glad you liked the poem. Thanks for the reblog 🙂
You are very graciously welcome.
Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site and commented:
By the lovely L.T. Garvin.
A journey in the passage of time.
Autumn….or at least it is for many parts of the states….
Wonderful, Lana. I like the mystical and mundane – magic in everyday life. 🙂
Thanks Diana. I think we can all use some mystical every now and then. I hope you are having a lovely time with your parents. I also help my 85-year old mom maintain her independent life in her apartment. Parents are such a blessing. xo
I’m home now. A little tired but it was a good trip. Your mom must cherish having you around. I think love is most of what makes those last years worth living <3
I think you are exactly right.
I really like this!
Thanks, Camie. In Texas, we actually have a bit of a wait before we can truly call it autumn.
Well, here in Arizona, I think we can only fairly call this time of year, the rainy season, haha!
‘The lacy crispness of leaves’ – love it ☺️
Thanks so much!
Great poem! Captures the real feeling of Autumn
Thank you! I’m still waiting for it to be officially cool enough to call it autumn.
Its getting close!
For sure!
This time of between seasons presents challenges of its own, huh? Summer’s not really over yet (especially for the south-most states!), but Fall feels a ways off, too (even up here). Better not complain — the cold will arrive soon enough! Your poem is a lovely way of looking at it all!
Thanks Debbie. That’s a good way to look at it. Weather wise it has been incredibly hot here. We really only have cold snaps, but I surely don’t like them.
Somewhere between bliss and melancholy, between the mystical and the mundane, lies autumn. Love it! 🙂 I, too, think we need to revive the lost art of thankfulness. That photo blew me away, the collision of elements in the sky, the moon. WOW!
Thank you, Joan. I think the students I work with might have inspired the thankfulness line, ha ha. The photo is super cool, it’s all Pixabay. My daughter visited there this summer, but her photos weren’t quite that cool 🙂
Beautifully captured.
Thank you, D.D. 🙂
i enjoyed the movement of the poem as expected sequences fall apart. as a reader i felt as if i were being taken along on a journey of surprises. but, for me, the last two lines seem to tell me what i should be thinking or feeling. perhaps the poem would end more strongly with “beneath orange sky”? (By the way, if my comment seems out of line, please remove it. you seem like such an assured and accomplished writer that i hope you will not be offended. i know that i wish i got more critical comments on my postings because they can be helpful.)
Michael, thank you so much, I do love to get critical feedback, and I feel that you are also a well accomplished writer. I will re-read the poem and consider the orange sky as the ending. Thanks again, and I hope you have a wonderful week!
Lana, you write with such a light tender touch tinged with the mystical. Absolutely love this piece – ‘lacy crispness of leaves’ – sheer beauty in these words, catching their fragility but also encompassing the onomatopoeic.
Thank you, Annika. Fall Is a special time of year here and really only lasts about a month….it’s fleeting and maybe a bit mystical. Thanks for reading. …
My kind of poetry; your verses express sentiments and awaken emotions with which I am very familiar. Well done!
Thank you so much, Regis!
Bonjour , je découvre ton site pour la première fois. Merci pour cette belle poésie bien illustrée.
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