Leaves blow
Making me glow
Feel within flow
Dancing low
Lifting leaves throw
Inner child row
Laughting, living ,love know
Giving us energy we grow
Need before winter snow
Just dropping in to say hello!! I’m sorry to not have found a guest host for the evening…believe me I was asking just about everyone… so I thought well why not have a “Open Bar” so to speak and we all host together!!
Hope you enjoy this blog and find it inspirational for your poetic muse!
It’s way past my bed time….I’ll try to come back later in the morning!
A pumpkin had replaced his head
balanced firmly on his shoulders.
Eyes glowed like firelight.
Upon a dark horse with muffled hooves,
slowly it moves in your direction.
while you react to fight or flight!
Upon the horse there was a sack
shaped like several boulders.
Eerie glow from the pumpkin eyes
revealed rivers of blood as it slowly moved
silently he stares without direction
and you reassess your awful plight!
Backing into shadows, an exit in sight
you looked this effigy over.
A sickly sweet scent of rotting flesh
covered in flies as the horse slowly roved.
his thin body sagged with infection.
Halloween decades he must make this ride.
Less and less did his image create fright
even when his lost eyes smoldered.
so tired seemed he of this ghostly path,
perhaps wishing his curse was just over!
Then as suddenly as you realized his reflection,
on a chilly breeze did this sad creature alight.
Here is a poem I wrote over a week ago when it rained all weekend and how I felt at the time but just this last weekend the weather was so beautiful and took my glum away….
Then a week later the weather was gorgeous and a morning autumn walk in the park lifted my spirit.
It is autumn in the air and in me
for within me seeps the cold
Youth and fall leaves dance free
Watching is I, now grown old
Leaves they dart and dance on air
Flitting flying swirling without rest
Young hearts are stirring everywhere
Save within my hollow lonely breast
Among the silence, the dead leaves
Swirling, falling, rustling then still
As in this frosted heart that grieves
This life that seeps away against my will
A warm sun is falling
A bleak wind is wailing,
Bare boughs are sighing
Pale flowers dying,
This year is sailing
into its death bed dying
A shroud of dead leaves lying.
the months peel away,
October November I say
is your saddest array;
Enters the funeral bier
Of a cold dead Year,
And like dim shadows
Watched through frosted glass
The chill rain is falling
Time starts crawling,
The rivers are swelling,
the thunder is knelling
For the Year,
Summer birds are flown,
and the bear has gone
To his dwelling.
Time passing, come away;
Don the white, black and gray;
Let your children play–
as they follow the bier
Of this dead cold Year,
then green her spring grave
with tear after tear.
This poem started out as a serious Acrostic tribute to October. After drinking some Octoberfest beer and some early Fall hard cider and reading it over, I felt it needed to be jazzed up a bit. Ayup.
The witches hour comes near this fall.
Halloween the loving call.
Candies , and ghouls storeyโs for the children of fall.
Celebration for us all.
Halloween decorations of pumpkins and ghost.
Itโs a time to really boost the call.
In my sites I see the witchโs fly.
In my heart glows so bright.
In autumn skies I see the light.
A wish Iโll make on Halloween night.
A party Iโll throw with delight.
We will dance under the moon insight.
We will bless death that has come to past.
Hoping the spirit did last.
The thin veil in the sky will let them come back to earth for a night.
Itโs a time to play your spirit board.
To talk with your love ones that has faded away.
Itโs a time to celebrate the dead of the day.
Well hello everyone. Hope all is well. So good to see each and everyone of you all here. My internet is finally back on now,and I’m glad. I have misssed you all,and it is good now to finally be able to be back online. This is a beautiful blog. I have enjoyed all of the poems,pics,comments,and color,and it’s theme(s). The month of October is the tenth month of our calendar year,yet,it’s name(it’s prefix–Octo-) means eight. Kinda interesting isn’t it? (Reseach why it’s the 10th month. It’s kind of an interesting story. ๐ } October,(technically) is the second month of fall/autumn. By this time(at least in my neck of the woods) the leaves are well into the color change,and boy,are they pretty!!) The air vascilates between warmish and cool,there are several leaves on the ground/yards,(and many leaf piles are starting to form lol),And;there are pumpkins almost everywhere. People are starting to harvest the last of the spring/summer crops–and fall festivals and celebrations are “popping up” everywhere. ๐ Wow! What an adventureous,wonderful,time of the year! ‘k. I do believe a write is brewing…. ๐ Will be back in a few to present it to you all. So,till then….stay warm,and very,very,cozy. ๐ :love: :entertained: ๐
Well be back when I am able..Was to be off just had mother call needing to bring little ones in at 5 to 11ish
Hope all can join us tonight on Thematic Attic..WoW a Blessed October blog with all the wonderful ink shared here..Fantastic Give self a hug feeling within warmth LoveYouAre~ Grateful for:)
What a wonderful October adventure,I hardly know where to begin,
It all began in my mind,and had nothing to do with sin!
The leaves were a rustling in their leaf piles-
the sky was a wonderful hue-the air was scented with pum-spice(pumpkin spice)
and I awoke to a wonderful view.
The children were playin’ with corn husks–painting and placing each one–
they danced to the tune of the jack-daw–rejoicing in harvests great sun.
The merchants were gathering their wares–presenting them eagerly with glee-
the vendors and farmers presented their goods–all in glad company.
The clergy were mingling among them–pleased with this gathering of such,
so much they enjoyed the jubilant noise–that they stayed–and gave blessings–so very much!
Well,the day was comin’ to a closin’,and the sky was beginnin’ to get dark–
so this glad company of vendors and glee–departed–to their homes–like a lark!
So,this wonderful day was a closin,and the night was beginnin’ to shine, ๐
And I said to meself,you very blessed Celt,ye have witnessed a blessing sublime!
No doubt this twas only the beginning,of blessings and harvests to come, ๐
So put on your arms-of blessing and warmth–and Rejoice in the Light of His Sconce.
I guess I should have told everyone Jackson was here last night with me *smiling* and he just left *pouting* but I do need some rest LMAO!!!
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What a beautiful Blog!!! I’ll so have to go find a poem for you!!! BBL *smiling*
Autumn Leaves
Leaves blow
Making me glow
Feel within flow
Dancing low
Lifting leaves throw
Inner child row
Laughting, living ,love know
Giving us energy we grow
Need before winter snow
Just dropping in to say hello!! I’m sorry to not have found a guest host for the evening…believe me I was asking just about everyone… so I thought well why not have a “Open Bar” so to speak and we all host together!!
Hope you enjoy this blog and find it inspirational for your poetic muse!
It’s way past my bed time….I’ll try to come back later in the morning!
Best wishes,
Jon
Here is a harvest poem I did with Scotorum a while back!!!
A Spirit of Halloweens Past
A Spirit of Halloweens Past
A pumpkin had replaced his head
balanced firmly on his shoulders.
Eyes glowed like firelight.
Upon a dark horse with muffled hooves,
slowly it moves in your direction.
while you react to fight or flight!
Upon the horse there was a sack
shaped like several boulders.
Eerie glow from the pumpkin eyes
revealed rivers of blood as it slowly moved
silently he stares without direction
and you reassess your awful plight!
Backing into shadows, an exit in sight
you looked this effigy over.
A sickly sweet scent of rotting flesh
covered in flies as the horse slowly roved.
his thin body sagged with infection.
Halloween decades he must make this ride.
Less and less did his image create fright
even when his lost eyes smoldered.
so tired seemed he of this ghostly path,
perhaps wishing his curse was just over!
Then as suddenly as you realized his reflection,
on a chilly breeze did this sad creature alight.
ยฉ
~October 10, 2011~ Linda Seaman.LS
Gotta lovem always will
:love: :love: :love:
An Autumn Treat
Carmel apples so gooey and sweet
A delicious yummy autumn treat
Enjoying and savoring every bite
Around a bonfire outside at night
Here is a poem I wrote over a week ago when it rained all weekend and how I felt at the time but just this last weekend the weather was so beautiful and took my glum away….
Then a week later the weather was gorgeous and a morning autumn walk in the park lifted my spirit.
It is autumn in the air and in me
for within me seeps the cold
Youth and fall leaves dance free
Watching is I, now grown old
Leaves they dart and dance on air
Flitting flying swirling without rest
Young hearts are stirring everywhere
Save within my hollow lonely breast
Among the silence, the dead leaves
Swirling, falling, rustling then still
As in this frosted heart that grieves
This life that seeps away against my will
Here’s to the month of October
the tenth month of the year
with it’s 31 days of Autumn
and it’s spicy Pumpkin Beer.
Here’s to the month of October
the yellow month of the fading leaf
Columbus Day and Halloween
all done up in a Earthy motif.
Here’s to the month of October
where the opal reigns supreme
and the Scorpio and Libra
find their home on the Zodiac beam.
Here’s to the month of October
come sit with me awhile
fill my plate with pumpkin pie
and wait for Winter to compile.
Very October festy…. ๐
FALL IN FULL BLOOM AUTUMN IS HERE
All the pretty colors
Green leaves turnin brown
Red turnin mellow yellows and gold
Pink and orange
And shades of grey
Clouds in smoke colored ash
Written By: Bettie Davis ————————————— ยฉ October 11 , 2o11
A warm sun is falling
A bleak wind is wailing,
Bare boughs are sighing
Pale flowers dying,
This year is sailing
into its death bed dying
A shroud of dead leaves lying.
the months peel away,
October November I say
is your saddest array;
Enters the funeral bier
Of a cold dead Year,
And like dim shadows
Watched through frosted glass
The chill rain is falling
Time starts crawling,
The rivers are swelling,
the thunder is knelling
For the Year,
Summer birds are flown,
and the bear has gone
To his dwelling.
Time passing, come away;
Don the white, black and gray;
Let your children play–
as they follow the bier
Of this dead cold Year,
then green her spring grave
with tear after tear.
This poem started out as a serious Acrostic tribute to October. After drinking some Octoberfest beer and some early Fall hard cider and reading it over, I felt it needed to be jazzed up a bit. Ayup.
Ayup, HIC!….Just a perfect New England frolic………
Good Night..Peaceful Dreams..in heart Thankful for each of you..Love do/LoveYouAre~ :love: :love: :love:
HAPPY OCTOBER AND HAPPY AUTUMN! All such wonderful postings.
A bit of Southern California October color to share
with you . . . .
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AUTUMN INFUSION
Autumn infuses my heart
with light and color
and reflective moments.
(c) barbara kausteklis (10-11-11)
I may be buried in work for awhile, so wanted to sneak one in:
The witches hour comes near this fall.
Halloween the loving call.
Candies , and ghouls storeyโs for the children of fall.
Celebration for us all.
Halloween decorations of pumpkins and ghost.
Itโs a time to really boost the call.
In my sites I see the witchโs fly.
In my heart glows so bright.
In autumn skies I see the light.
A wish Iโll make on Halloween night.
A party Iโll throw with delight.
We will dance under the moon insight.
We will bless death that has come to past.
Hoping the spirit did last.
The thin veil in the sky will let them come back to earth for a night.
Itโs a time to play your spirit board.
To talk with your love ones that has faded away.
Itโs a time to celebrate the dead of the day.
Very interesting write. Very adventure-depicting pic. Happy October!
Well hello everyone. Hope all is well. So good to see each and everyone of you all here. My internet is finally back on now,and I’m glad. I have misssed you all,and it is good now to finally be able to be back online. This is a beautiful blog. I have enjoyed all of the poems,pics,comments,and color,and it’s theme(s). The month of October is the tenth month of our calendar year,yet,it’s name(it’s prefix–Octo-) means eight. Kinda interesting isn’t it? (Reseach why it’s the 10th month. It’s kind of an interesting story. ๐ } October,(technically) is the second month of fall/autumn. By this time(at least in my neck of the woods) the leaves are well into the color change,and boy,are they pretty!!) The air vascilates between warmish and cool,there are several leaves on the ground/yards,(and many leaf piles are starting to form lol),And;there are pumpkins almost everywhere. People are starting to harvest the last of the spring/summer crops–and fall festivals and celebrations are “popping up” everywhere. ๐ Wow! What an adventureous,wonderful,time of the year! ‘k. I do believe a write is brewing…. ๐ Will be back in a few to present it to you all. So,till then….stay warm,and very,very,cozy. ๐ :love: :entertained: ๐
Well be back when I am able..Was to be off just had mother call needing to bring little ones in at 5 to 11ish
Hope all can join us tonight on Thematic Attic..WoW a Blessed October blog with all the wonderful ink shared here..Fantastic Give self a hug feeling within warmth LoveYouAre~ Grateful for:)
‘k folks,here goes.
An October Celebration ๐
What a wonderful October adventure,I hardly know where to begin,
It all began in my mind,and had nothing to do with sin!
The leaves were a rustling in their leaf piles-
the sky was a wonderful hue-the air was scented with pum-spice(pumpkin spice)
and I awoke to a wonderful view.
The children were playin’ with corn husks–painting and placing each one–
they danced to the tune of the jack-daw–rejoicing in harvests great sun.
The merchants were gathering their wares–presenting them eagerly with glee-
the vendors and farmers presented their goods–all in glad company.
The clergy were mingling among them–pleased with this gathering of such,
so much they enjoyed the jubilant noise–that they stayed–and gave blessings–so very much!
Well,the day was comin’ to a closin’,and the sky was beginnin’ to get dark–
so this glad company of vendors and glee–departed–to their homes–like a lark!
So,this wonderful day was a closin,and the night was beginnin’ to shine, ๐
And I said to meself,you very blessed Celt,ye have witnessed a blessing sublime!
No doubt this twas only the beginning,of blessings and harvests to come, ๐
So put on your arms-of blessing and warmth–and Rejoice in the Light of His Sconce.
Happy October. ๐ :love:
10-12-2011
by Elfwing/Brenda Brite
I guess I should have told everyone Jackson was here last night with me *smiling* and he just left *pouting* but I do need some rest LMAO!!!