Celebrating a Year

week 100 ~ I step into this dry brown phase

with 46 comments

I step into this dry brown phase
of the year with profound regret
one burst of color then forget
greens blues the flowers that amaze
me crumble I look past the glaze
of frost for inevitable
shadows drawn in indelible
ink that splay across the bare bones
of landscape as if this atones
for the nearness of winter’s pull

never is a long time and so
we cling to anything that lives
cherish each yellow leaf that gives
false hope for spring’s return but no
hand will stay death long so we go
forward into our kingdom of
loss as darkness beckons above
naked branches grasping what’s left
of light and autumn winds bereft
sing old incantations to love

Written by mairmusic

September 15, 2010 at 3:17 pm

46 Responses

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  1. And again the beauty of autumn juxtaposed with death. Clinging to last vestiges awaiting the wind as Grim Reaper. The theme this week continues here as well. Wonderfully written and considered. Well done. Thank you. Gay (@beachanny)


    September 15, 2010 at 5:02 pm

    • Thanks so much for your insightful comment!


      September 15, 2010 at 6:33 pm

  2. Beautiful melancholic flow…. wishing you bright sunny days even if winter approaches. :) heartspell


    September 15, 2010 at 7:01 pm

    • Thanks! Rumor of a late beach day this weekend…


      September 15, 2010 at 7:07 pm

  3. Your words are like chimes in the night…I loved this. A beach day?…Hmmmm might do the same :) :) :)


    September 15, 2010 at 7:24 pm

    • Thanks, darlin’– always time for a beach day!


      September 15, 2010 at 8:06 pm

  4. wow. what a stirring write…i love fall personally…and death is required it seems for the new life spring will bring…nice one shot!


    September 15, 2010 at 7:42 pm

    • Thanks, Brian– I wrote it for One Shot’s Autumn challenge, so thanks for the inspiration!


      September 15, 2010 at 8:08 pm

  5. That fall symbolizes aspects of death may indeed be why some people do not enjoy it…for me the changing leaves express another season of beauty…just loved your poem.


    September 15, 2010 at 11:57 pm

    • Thanks so much! I love it and still mourn the loss of light and color.


      September 16, 2010 at 9:38 am

  6. Marilyn

    3rd time I am trying to leave a comment, I think google hates wordpress, really I do.

    A melodious melancholy poem, reflective on the changes of the season, the summer’s seem endless, and the fall so brief just a quick change getting us ready to collect and store,,You made me ponder and SIGH, and wish
    … I could turn around and keep the summer warmth with me ,,into the fall- the season that seduces us with its flamboyant colors, and ripe fruits that tempt us, while we take no pity on the fallen flowers and leaves Sigh,,,, now I am melancholy and the rain here in Oregon started today, which last for 9 months.. with overcast skies.

    Lovely One Shot


    September 16, 2010 at 12:10 am

    • Thanks so much for persevering to leave your beautiful comment. (Believe me, we wordpressers have the same headaches w/ blogger.) I don’t mean to spread my melancholy, but it always seems to be in the chill of the air, or even the crispness of a new apple. We all solve it in different ways. Sorry about your rain…


      September 16, 2010 at 9:42 am

  7. i feel like that when i cant see sun for few days at a stretch during the monsoon here.


    September 16, 2010 at 2:05 am

    • We are such creatures of light!


      September 16, 2010 at 9:43 am

  8. congratulations for the century :)


    September 16, 2010 at 2:05 am

    • Thanks! Yes, 100 poems, 100 weeks– wow. And almost to 10,000 hits. such an adventure!


      September 16, 2010 at 9:44 am

  9. very beautiful piece.
    week 100,
    a perfect milestone.


    September 16, 2010 at 10:14 am

    • Thanks, Jingle!


      September 16, 2010 at 2:05 pm

  10. So beautiful. The opening feels as if someone is breathing my own words and experience onto the paper.


    Julie Jordan Scott

    September 16, 2010 at 2:18 pm

    • thanks– glad it resonated with you!


      September 16, 2010 at 2:23 pm

  11. grasping what’s left
    of light and autumn winds bereft
    sing old incantations to love – like that a lot.


    September 16, 2010 at 5:13 pm

    • Thanks for reading!


      September 16, 2010 at 5:15 pm

  12. Hummm! I think we do change mind-set with the seasons … at least to some degree. Nicely done, my friend.

    Good Thursday poem…

    Jamie Dedes

    September 16, 2010 at 6:35 pm

    • Thanks– I am so happy with this poem!


      September 16, 2010 at 6:57 pm

      • :-)

        Well, my visit ends. Thank you so much for the sharing the gift of you.

        Blessing for your birthday month and always…

        You are valued.

        Jamie Dedes

        October 5, 2010 at 4:31 pm

      • Thanks so much– fun to have you here today!


        October 5, 2010 at 8:43 pm

  13. Every time I visit here, which is certainly not often enough, I realize what a beginner poet I am…this is a good thing. I read these fantastic poems written in forms most of the rest of us can’t even define, much less write, and I am compelled to do better in my own work. You are a wonderful poet and writer, and I thank you for sharing.
    Tracy H


    September 16, 2010 at 8:17 pm

    • Thanks, Tracy! I am happy w/ this one. But i do love what you write and so do many readers. We all just stab at ideas w/ metaphorical pens and maybe that is enough.


      September 17, 2010 at 11:23 am

  14. This is a really cool poem.
    And i find that rhyme scheme you used so interesting.
    I’ll have to try it out


    September 16, 2010 at 8:31 pm

    • Thanks– I do love the decima. This is my first double one, written for the Autumn poetry challenge of One Shot that had to be 20 lines– long for me.


      September 17, 2010 at 11:24 am

  15. Brava! Wonderful piece.
    I just discovered you and I’m happy I did.
    You love what you do and it shows…a true inspiration for any student who has the pleasure of your gracious guidance.


    Giovanni Cucullo

    September 16, 2010 at 11:58 pm

    • Well thank YOU! I am happy to have you here and will go right over to your blog to “meet” you.


      September 17, 2010 at 11:25 am

  16. ..naked branches grasping what’s left – the brown phase – already a poem of the time when the dance of autumn almost stopped and we cling to anything that lives – strong write – love it!


    September 17, 2010 at 2:46 am

    • Thanks for reading! There are things I love about autumn, but I find that this year, for some reason, I find am resisting it with all my strength.


      September 17, 2010 at 11:26 am

  17. This put me back in touch with that melancholy feel of autumn that I experienced when I lived in the midwest.
    Here in Arizona, we look forward to the fall with great anticipation after each long hot summer. I guess it’s all a matter of perspective.

    Beautiful poem!


    September 17, 2010 at 12:20 pm

    • Thanks! And having been in AZ in November I do remember how beautiful it was there then. Here in New England it is a dimming of color and light. Yes, a matter of perspective!


      September 17, 2010 at 12:27 pm

  18. this was a wonderful poem…am still catching up on my reading..had a torrid few days..highs and lows…but thats life…well done on the 100 also..makes me want to count now!!!! take care pete

    pete marshall

    September 17, 2010 at 4:20 pm

    • thanks, Pete! it’s good to keep a record, if only to mark good points in the passing of time.


      September 17, 2010 at 6:21 pm

  19. “never is a long time and so
    we cling” love that transitional turn.
    Wonderful poem as always. cheers


    September 19, 2010 at 9:23 am

    • Thanks, Adam– inspired by your One Shot Autumn challenge!


      September 19, 2010 at 10:12 am

  20. Wow I felt sucked into a time of darkness – glad it’s just winter we’re talking about. I’m also glad I live in California

    Thanks for sharing that piece again with One Shot wish we could have posted all of them – need to find a way to do that – geek I’m not

    Love from the Moon


    September 19, 2010 at 8:51 pm

    • Thanks– it IS just winter :-) And thanks for the Autumn challenge– I never got to 20 lines before.


      September 19, 2010 at 9:10 pm

  21. A beautifully written poem, although I always LOVE Autumn so do see it in a different way – lol. An awesome write my friend xx


    September 23, 2010 at 5:20 am

    • I sometimes love it to, but the transition is so hard, especially since, as an academic, it marks the end of time to reflect.


      September 24, 2010 at 10:49 am

  22. fabulous. winter days must be really gloomy there, like our monsoon days (when it rains normal).

    pouring and pouring, days without sun.


    September 29, 2010 at 10:47 am

    • They are just stark, bare. Unless there’s snow, and then there is the reflection of light.


      September 29, 2010 at 10:53 am

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