Prelude to Autumn

Misty preludes,
the reviews are in.
Fall’s overture
is wearing thin.

Summer’s frolic
is dwindling fast;
flowers sigh,
and appear downcast.
Autumn peeps,
and mists converge,
on grey horizons,
the call is heard!

Cooler breezes,
stir falling leaves;
these preambles,
do as they please!

Warmer days,
have not yet passed,
though fall’s attitude,
is being forecast!

Harbingers of what’s to come,
foretelling rains,
and a distant sun!

Birds tarry with brighter days,
their milieu
and matinees,
are sprinkled with songs of Fall,
while the summer sun,
is acting small!

P.S.  Summer gigs have not concluded,
they’re being upstaged,
and convoluted!

©AllysoAlly2018

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Whispers of Summer

Sugar birds dancing everywhere,
a summer feeling in the air.
The seasons are in quite a muddle,
bare trees stand, confused and befuddled.
“Where is the winter” the tree frogs sing,
oblivious, flowers make offerings.
The sun shines for all its worth,
while winds whisper in gentle mirth.
At night the gleam of distant orbs,
caresses the dark in dazzling forms.
The moon unveils its extravagance,
intoxicated movements of elegance.

©allysoally2017

Mid-Winter blues

“Now is the winter of our discontent”
― William Shakespeare

My mid-winter blues,
spilled in wispy hues.
Trees have fallen bare,
winds are unaware.
In simmering twilight,
swallows have taken flight.
Misty morns are veiled
with warm breath exhaled.
I call spring from slumber,
tired of winter’s plunder.
My discontent abates,
when sunshine resonates.

©allysoally2017

Autumn

“Let us fall in love again and scatter gold dust all over the world”.
― Jalaluddin Rumi

The promise of autumn
creeps across the skies.

Wisps of summer’s bounty
bidding goodbye.

Frolicking leaves dancing
on gusty days.

The air is vibrant and
swirling with praise.

Cooler evenings beginning
to keep company.

Letting go the warm caress,
though reluctantly.

Delicate hues embracing
mellow delight.

A Pageant of blushing tones
enfolding twilight.

©2017