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October Days
By audrie
27 September 2007
Been away for a while. Terrible accident in France of my ex and his partner. She was killed and he is still in a coma, from Sept 14th, so have been missing out on my GW visits.

Josie's Autumn reminded me I'd written this some time ago. I'm a bit previous, as Sept hasn't ended yet, but I don't suppose anybody will mind.

I'm afraid it is the old 'Moon and June' style!!


                                                                             
                                                         October Days

Mornings filled with milky mist, leaves are turning gold and flame,
Cobwebs hang with silver beads, October days are here again.
Bonfire smoke drifts slowly upward, children kicking through the leaves,
Swallows gathering on the wing as winds come whispering through the eaves.
October days, October days, how I love your gentle ways.

Afternoons of misty sunshine, gentle warmth from Mother Sun,
Mountains lost in purple shadows, slowly fading one by one.
Quietly the night approaches, softly call the stars to me,
I reach out but cannot touch them yet, their magic touches me.
October days, October days, lost in melancholy haze.

Sadly I must bid farewell as the days go slipping past,
And wait another year to see the glory of the Fall, at last.
With landscapes etched in rainbow hue and dewdrops flung from Paradise,
And stores of grain to tempts the wits of little , watching harvest mice.
October days, October days, Hallowe'en will end your ways.

So my heart is shrouded too at the dying of the year,
Feeling soft and quiet sorrow, Winter's grip is all too near.
Soon the trees will naked be, shivering in the icy scene.
Rivers frozen in their beds while sleeping animals twitch and dream.
October ways, October haze, don't leave me yet, October days.


 AJA ©

Reviews
Hello Audrie
Written by Josie (2796 comments posted) 27th September 2007
What a beautiful picture you paint too. Don't feel sad about the winter days because they can be beautiful too. A lady at the check-out yesterday, who said she was from South Africa, said that she absolutely loved the white skies that we get in winter, when th e stark blackness of the trees against the white, was like a charcoal drawing. She said that she often said how really beautiful this was, and something they didn't get much in South Africa. We grumble about our grey days and don't see the beauty in them. Well written Audrie. Your rhythm and your rhyming were so good and I loved the repeated refrain of "October" on the last lines. Well done!

Written by Phil (6738 comments posted) 28th September 2007
Good to see you back Audrie. Liked this, especially the refrain. 
 
Phil.

Written by Lizzy (806 comments posted) 29th September 2007
Yes, a good poem which i enjoyed. 
I don't get sad with the changing seasons I think every one of them has beauty (at times), i think one of the good things about living i England is the changes in season. 
Lizzy
Yes,
Written by audrie (451 comments posted) 29th September 2007
thanks Lizzy, but I am one who loves the warmth. I do agree that the changing seasons make it more interesting, but even the seasons are all upside down now!

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