The Colors of Autumn

Golden days of autumn …

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Take my hand,

let’s walk through the autumn,

look at the leaves –

that gather at our feet.

Take my hand,

let’s walk through autumn

and enjoy the sunny days,

days that are still mild and warm,

before the bitter winter comes.

Take my hand,

let’s take a look at the fallen leaves,

floating upon the river,

the bare branches of the tree,

like bony fingers,

reflected against the blue sky.

Slowly so slowly,

nature is going to sleep,

soon we will only see –

a frozen landscape.

There is still so much beauty,

that we can gaze upon,

spend some time dreaming,

as we walk –

through the autumn.

So that in winter white days,

we can look back

and remember –

the wonderful colors of autumn.

 

After the golden sunshine,

has left the sky,

when the gray,

dreary days have come,

we can still dream,

of the colorful leaves –

that went swirling about.

Then to keep warm,

as the cold north wind blew,

we would hold on tight

and dance along with that wind.

Just you and i,

in a madcap dance,

as orange, yellow, red and brown,

went swirling past.

Like two children at play,

then in a pile of leaves,

we would lay,

oh, what memories they bring,

these golden days of autumn,

leading us along the path,

that will before we know it,

take us into silver wintertime.

Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

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Rasma Raisters

I am a dreamer, a poet and a writer. These are my passions as well as music. My hometown is NYC. I just relocated back to the U.S and am settled in Daytona Beach, Florida with my wonderful cat Sid.

13 thoughts on “The Colors of Autumn

  • October 14, 2016 at 5:29 AM
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    A wonderful poem with vivid imagery, Rasma. “nature is going to sleep,” I love that line. Thank you for a walk through the beautiful days of autumn.

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    • October 14, 2016 at 2:49 PM
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      This is just the way autumn is, Beautiful and sad at the same time, It’s beauty fades too quickly into the black and whiteness of winter. Thanks for sharing this lovely walk through my favorite time of the year.

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  • October 14, 2016 at 8:38 AM
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    Rasma , Beautiful again ! I do love autumn , the bittersweet …..:-}

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  • October 14, 2016 at 9:37 AM
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    Very nicely done, Rasma. I love this time of year, but it seems to go so fast, as you pointed out. Thanks for the walk.

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  • October 14, 2016 at 6:53 PM
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    Great poem. Fall is a magical time i think with all the colors and excitement of winter on it’s way. Inspiring thoughts!

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  • October 15, 2016 at 12:50 AM
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    Lovely Rasma, of autumn my favorite season for the shear beauty of those leaves and the slow change into winter. Beautifully expressed with great imagery and the feeling of the season. Nice work

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