Dear Aphro !
Neat, esp as it is 7 syllables per line precisely. I objected to the first line and thought you should add an "in", but instead, to keep it at 7s, just put a comma after "drift".
Crispy leaves drift peaceful air; wistful days of wondering. Colored pieces piling high, moment’s tainted suffering.
Strolling footprints, moving truths, chilling sorrow aches my bones. - sorrowS ache is smoother Ginger, gold and crimson pink, cheery childhood, undertones. - cheery childhood's undertones ?
Timeless dancing in the wind, Autumn’s brilliant scenery. Fleeting seconds warm my heart, once upon the greenery. (Once such brilliant greenery - perhaps ?)
(Here is where I fall out ! autumn's scenery is not greenery, more like reddery. orangery, yellowy, but apart from this peculiarity (and I do know what you're saying), this is a lovely poem. Can you amend that last line ? It sort of fizzles out.
You have a lovely elegiac feel to this one.
Love Alan
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