Midnights Voice

Freshman - 1,035 Points (November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

Autumn Time


Cold sunshine brushes my face,
Frosted kiss upon my lips to taste.

Autumn time, time, time...
Early this morning I buried my dreams.
After all they were not what they seemed.

Autumn time...
Slips sullenly by, falling leaves and sighs
Muttering something, always asking why.

hollow sun so bright I can see nothing
hollow heart a smothering
autumned heart stalling...
voices from the sky calling...
I'm sure they mean no good.

before the child of confusion comes
begotten begging air with wails
from tomorrows aching lungs...

before winter's innocence, and lamb
looking through the leaded windows
understanding winter's scam.

Comes... Autumn time.

Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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  • Rookie - 20 Points Thomas Vaughan Jones (2/24/2014 5:01:00 PM)

    The last line is a bit stringy mate. Needs tidying up.
    before winter's innocence, and lamb
    looking through the leaded windows

    understanding winter's scam.

    It doesn't maintain the high level of imagery in the rest of the poem. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,635 Points Smoky Hoss (12/20/2013 6:54:00 PM)

    This poem rich with the redolence of wisedom and understanding speaks with a hushed softness, yet a Voice of power. A Voice that knows both dark and light.
    Superb writing. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 9,695 Points Heather Wilkins (12/3/2013 8:09:00 AM)

    Autumn Time a beautiful write. good imagery. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,849 Points Kevin Patrick (11/28/2013 5:30:00 PM)

    Autumes gone, but not its atmosphere it lives in this, although I hate the popularist aspects of saying 10 of 10 those lines
    Autumn time, time, time...
    Early this morning I buried my dreams.
    After all they were not what they seemed.

    are the most beautiful sentiments composed, great stuff (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,224 Points Noreen Carden (10/29/2013 8:58:00 AM)

    Hello Thomas A wonderful poem as always and a great read well done (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 3,025 Points Diane Hine (10/23/2013 6:48:00 AM)

    I guess we'd better make the most of it then. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 4,508 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (10/16/2013 10:29:00 PM)

    Autumn understanding winter's scam. Wonderfully expressed. Thank you. (Report) Reply

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