Tumblewords

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Thursday, September 27, 2007

She Walks


Summer, dry-hot and long,
sapped trees and severed limbs,

his fading marker lingered
another decade squandered.

Each year lichen gray
with semi-spots of sepia

tracks the time much as
shady trunks gather moss.

Autumn escorts silence
walks uphill beside her

draws a cloak of damp
and lays the ground to rest.

Another span of waiting
in hard and scratchy bits.





Into the Woods, digital photo by Sue
Prompt by Traveling Poetry Thursday
My Bookshop at Lulu Publishing

11 comments:

Rambler said...

Autumn escorts silence
walks uphill beside her

just brilliant..

gautami tripathy said...

A delight to read! What great lines!

Q said...

I also responded to
Autumn escorts silence
walks uphill beside her

I can "see" Autumn and Summer
you paint them so well.

Thank you.
Sherry

Left-handed Trees... said...

I agree...this poem is very visual--and lovely.
Love,
D.

floreta said...

beautiful! i loved the travails of time in this piece.

lissa said...

"Autumn escorts silence" - I like that, I think changing seasons almost makes one wonder

Fledgling Poet said...

This was so beautiful! Add me to the others who especially loved the lines:

Autumn escorts silence
Walks uphill beside her

anthonynorth said...

You really bring nature to life. Wonderful.

Kayt (poetwist) said...

this is a really lovely poem - I too like the personification of Autumn - and the very tactile last line really worked well for me

thanks for the twitter link

Stan Ski said...

You describe the character of seasons so well.

Julia Smith said...

This is my favorite part:

'Autumn escorts silence
walks uphill beside her

draws a cloak of damp
and lays the ground to rest.'

So wonderful! I definitely feel that way in the woods.