Painted leaves sing in unison. Unlike music, their song is soundless harmony. This orchestra of glow soothes the tempo of an internal pounding from a day of instruments that refused to play the same song. Fall will catch you with muted volume a serenade of equilibrium while watercolored leaves hold you in a nest of rest. © Alicia Grimshaw (rewrite of 2018 poem) Join a friendly community of poets at dVerse Poets Pub for Open Link Night HERE
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All those colors is a wonderful serenade… you have captured it well
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Thank you. It is my intention to look for the joy in my day to balance everything else happening in the world.
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That’s a beautifully written fall poem – there is something magical about changing seasons, especially autumn and you brought it to your readers 🙂 Aiva xx
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Thank you, Aiva. I always appreciate hearing from you. So far our Fall is slow coming. We are still having 80 degree weather. I love it but it is far from normal.
Take good care,
Ali
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Love this especially; “Fall will catch you with muted volume a serenade of equilibrium.” Gorgeous poem, Ali! 😍😍
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Thank you kindly.
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Gorgeous words, Ali. My favourite lines:
“from a day of instruments
that refused to play
the same song.
Fall will catch you
with muted volume
a serenade of equilibrium”
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Thank you Sunra. I appreciate you reflecting back the lines at most spoke to you. It is always so interesting to hear what speaks to others. Have a beautiful day.
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You’re welcome, Ali 🙂 You too!
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I love this fantastic title and the lovely imagery and emotion in this poem! ❤
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Jaya,
Your comment made my morning brighter. I write to give and I am pleased to hear my words found you today.
Ali
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Beautifully written
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Thank you for your kind words. Have a beautiful day.
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Lovely verse and tribute to the changes of fall. Happy Autumn Ali!
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Thank you, Brad. I hope your are finding connection in nature and with others around you.
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I love making the fall colors into music! I always think of the words “cacophony of color” when I think for the fall….but then maybe that would have to be the cymbals in a symphony????
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It is a cacophony of color. But my vision is a silent symphony so I don’t think the cymbals have a role in this song.
Thanks for hosting and generously supporting the poetry community.
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Love the water colored leaves
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Thank you for reflecting back what most spoke to you.☮️
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I enjoyed the feel in this poem, and the line “their song
is soundless harmony.” We are in the thick of it!
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Thank you for reflecting back but most spoke to you. I always appreciate hearing this. Enjoy the symphony while it lasts.
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beautiful
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Beth,
Thank you for letting me know that my words reached you today.
you today
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A beautiful Fall poem, Ali. I like idea of silent harmony! Well done!
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Thank you so much. Nature is always teaching me how to live.
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I agree!
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A lovely ode to autumn.
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I’m thankful that I can trust in the trees to bring the magic every year.☮️
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enjoyed your wordplay, especially “a serenade of equilibrium” 👏👏🍁🍃
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Thank you for your appreciation. It’s important to keep looking for the joy.
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Agreed! 💓
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