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all September days are sinful smiles...

all September days are sinful smiles
wry on the wily edge of summer

the irony of sunfall with rainshowers
and the pattern of tattered park-leaves

see the rainbowed flow of oil and water
incongruous against the greyed pavement

it is the blood of the dying cityscape
or wine poured into its bitter gashes

at such times you and I should go loping
deer-straight over star-pricked brambles

naked though the mists and nights
to crick our necks in aimless sky-gazing

or stand clasping hands by the overburdened
old-men-of-the-orchard deep in fruit

one short and shy and circumspect peek
at the ripening sharpness in your eyes

and I remember why I am a latter Eve
the salience that I fell because of you

is it all-in-all a false and feckless Eden
and fields ill-sundered from the thoroughfare

or are gust-scattered papers on the streets
no worse a thing than the flailed beech-blades

look starwards for the Alpha-Aurigids
keeping your fingers hot around my hand

for you are a charm on an autumn backdrop
against the wryness and the month's wiles

the fickle days' dying dog-hours
and the fleeting moments of ripeness



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  • Pamela A Lamppa silver member
    September 15

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    Wonderful poetry as always. I am so pleased to see a shiny trophy on this gem. I am always so very taken with your verse and use is it always to try to lift myself to that higher level of verse. Impressive and superb! Congratulations on your trophy. ~Pamela


  • Thomas Scott gold member
    September 13

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    Maybe it's because I'm reading this from the wily edge of my own summer that I keep forgetting I'm supposed to be applying some left brain to the process. I love the sound of this. Reminds me of a mouthful of Dylan Thomas. Fine wordsmithing, fresh imagery, compelling opening lines, the piece has a lot going for it.
    Thanks for entering it in the contest, Mairi Bheag. Much appreciated.
  • GreySquirrel gold member
    September 4

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    This is a beautiful write - the autumn years view of love and life with that seam of biblical spirituality echoing through it. I particularly like

    or stand clasping hands by the overburdened
    old-men-of-the-orchard deep in fruit

    I don't always comment on your poems, but I am always inspired.


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 4
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      I am glad that you stopped by to comment. I must get around to reciprocating on everyone's comments soon.

  • Peteskid gold member
    September 3

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    sometimes a great idea...sometimes a great sounding idea...once in a while both, such happy coincidence here, September when summer leaves us and another season when life blosssoms turns away from the Sun... i really like this one...'skid


  • malmadre gold member
    September 2

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    A beautiful escape into a poetic Eden, strange, I too see the beauty of oil on water, as lovely as the nacreous shells of sea creatures. This is really nice! and reminds me of Thomas' keen observance of life in general.


  • Pure Thought silver member
    September 2
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    Ohhhh, so THIS is what poetry looks like.

    Well written, enjoyable to read.


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 2
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      "Ohhhh, so THIS is what poetry looks like" - That is as big a compliment as I have ever received! Thank you.

  • Just Mercedes
    September 2
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    Ah, this is lush and lovely, as free-flowing as a clear stream.

  • Bad Bill
    September 2

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    Articulate and intelligent poetry--a definite pleasure to read.
    Best of luck in the contest,

    Bill


  • Riamh
    September 2

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    My word! That is one mighty poem you have there! Really terrific. I tip me hat to you!
    Slán
    Slayer


  • Dalaney gold member
    September 2

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    i tap my heart with my right hand and point to you with my left...no words. you are my shining star, and this is the most lovely poem...Love to you, Lane


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 2
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      Honestly, I sit and look at it, and I wonder who I'm kidding.

      You are too damn kind with your praise, kc. Please don't stop.

  • cricketjeff gold member
    September 2
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    I caught these three making a dash for freedom!


  • IronMaiden1236
    September 2
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    I need a cold shower and a beer!!!


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 2
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      I know what you mean! Beer's in the fridge, and the bathroom's that way!

  • lilAj
    September 2

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    did you feel the urge to rhyme this while writing? some parts feel metered
    truly great writing
    Aj~


    • Mairi bheag gold member
      September 2
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      Actually no. I just had a few phrases come to me, and an idea or two, and wrote it more-or-less as it came. I'm glad you liked it.

  • cricketjeff gold member
    September 2
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    This is glorious lush writing, enough to make any reader sigh, Great stuff

    NB^3
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