- Non-Erotic Poetry
- To the End of Autumn
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Those glorious days of golden leaves
Of chilly morns and sunny eves
Have slipped away like fading mist
Swirling quietly from our midst.
Daylight shriveling before our eyes
The resignation whispering in our sighs
Rain turning colder soon will be snow
Our summer birds flock up to go.
The garden is now all cleared away
The summer tools in the shed to stay
The motorcycles sadly parked
The driveway edges staked and marked.
As wintery winds begin to moan
And golfing partners cease to phone
Its time to face reality
The truth is there for all to see.
Just time for one last dirge to sing
And then I’ll leave you till the spring
Wrapped up in blankets in my chair
With a hundred books around me there.
The fire crackling at my nose
The warmth a blessing to my toes
A steaming cup just near at hand
You know, this winter might be grand!
- COMMENTS
ag2507over 2 years agoYou've let rhyme trump rhythm. The first stanza is good but extra syllables sneak in as you go on - once you've established a good beat it must follow relentlessly through the poem. Once you use rhyming couplets you must then rigorously pay attention to rhythm or the flow stumbles.
