Monday, November 26

IGWRT Monday

End Of Autumn

The white-disc moon of daylight hours
hides briefly behind clouds whose showers
sprinkle drops of silver rain that glint
as sunshine slants again
across the land.

Through spiders' webs of crystal laces
peep holly’s bright red, berry faces.
Their glossy leaves sharp-pointed splinters
prod days of autumn into winter’s
frosty hand.

An old poem presented for Toads' Open Link Monday, as I thought it needed an airing!

15 comments:

  1. Jinksy, this is one of my faves of yours. Lovely!

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  2. All the lovely details of the season.

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  3. The sunlight slanting is especially lovely. k.

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  4. It's beautiful! I love the rich imagery.

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  5. I like the changing of seasons from autumn to winter ~ We got our first frost already ~

    Lovely share ~

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  6. Oh, I like this very much! Nice rhythm and rhyme. Beautiful imagery.

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  7. lovely rhyme... I feel winter's approach in my bones.

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  8. As impressive as the rhyme sceme is, the visual evocation is even better. Great imagery here.

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  9. Glad you brought this out and dusted off the cobwebs.lol.

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  10. Careful observation turned into beautifully crafted words.

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  11. Beautiful!
    I'm dazzled by the gorgeous view :D

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  12. Through spiders' webs of crystal laces
    peep holly’s bright red, berry faces.

    Just so darn sweet! Love it, you make winter seem wonderful :)

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  13. Thank you for the 'airing,' Jinksy. We see that minus any snow every winter in our front year. Our Holley tree berries have reddened just the last couple of weeks here.
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  14. I'm glad you've aired it. Beautiful!

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