Autumn Mirrors
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Autumn mirrors in the river
Burnished colours, rich and bold
Jewelled leaves clone their treasure
Yellow, crimson, red and gold
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Image: Kew ©Cherryl Stone
©DGA 21 November 2011 11:35
Autumn Mirrors
~
Autumn mirrors in the river
Burnished colours, rich and bold
Jewelled leaves clone their treasure
Yellow, crimson, red and gold
~
Image: Kew ©Cherryl Stone
©DGA 21 November 2011 11:35
I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
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21/11/2011 at 12:36 pm
I don’t know whether Time permits this breather to trees for standing the Sun so long, or the rivers which were flowing like hell till then, slow down to make time to watch the luxuriant ambiance or even Nature itself wants this coloured tan on its leafy skin, but Autumn is the best time to replenish the famished store of one’s Nature’s images for another year.
Thank you Denise for the fare and Photo (congrats to Kew ©Cherryl Stone).
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21/11/2011 at 12:53 pm
I have been considering why, when Autumn is a slow dying for Winter, why is it that trees have this wonderful show of colour as if imitating their prime! Another synchronicity between my thinking and yours, Sunamu…?
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21/11/2011 at 1:06 pm
Succinct, expressive poem, and spectacular pic, Denise. It’s all like this here at the moment.
My Rowan trees are now bare but for a few berries, which the birds revisit every day.
Thank you.
John
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21/11/2011 at 4:24 pm
Thank you, John. Living on the east coast in KZN (sub tropical climate) we didn’t have the trees changing colour. But as I moved further and further inland, so I came to appreciate the beautiful colours of autumn.
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21/11/2011 at 1:27 pm
I love a simple to understand poem! Nice job there.
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21/11/2011 at 4:29 pm
Thanks, Otin! I think this is more my forté too. Congratulations again on the book!
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21/11/2011 at 1:56 pm
As the leaves change, so can we.
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21/11/2011 at 4:30 pm
Yes, Maxi, we also follow the seasons. 🙂
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21/11/2011 at 2:00 pm
jewelled leaves clone their treasure…nice…it it a beautiful time of year here…that last bit before the long sleep
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21/11/2011 at 4:31 pm
Thanks so much Brian. The most beautiful time of the year…
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21/11/2011 at 3:28 pm
A favorite site for me. Love fall’s splendor!
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21/11/2011 at 4:32 pm
That is a beautiful way to express it, BV! 😀
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21/11/2011 at 5:15 pm
great photo, great prose, well done Denise
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21/11/2011 at 6:27 pm
Thanks, Patrecia! 😀
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21/11/2011 at 5:54 pm
Lovely to see the autumn leaves reflected on the still surface of a pond, lake, or slow moving river. Thanks, Denise.
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21/11/2011 at 6:29 pm
Isn’t it beautiful, Nancy! Two pictures for the price of one, lol!
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21/11/2011 at 6:57 pm
Love it Denise! Visual, short and to the point, unlike my stuff. (seven verses and the like)
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21/11/2011 at 7:21 pm
Thank you, Jack. Sometimes poems flow better than others. This one just stopped, lol!
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21/11/2011 at 8:22 pm
The words and the picture go together beautifully, Denise.
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21/11/2011 at 8:26 pm
Thank you so much, Andra. 🙂
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21/11/2011 at 10:02 pm
Picturesque delight!
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22/11/2011 at 5:43 am
indeed it is, Mohana! Thanks for the visit and comment. 🙂
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21/11/2011 at 11:24 pm
Stunning words and pictures, Denise. I adore Kew….first Bodiam, then this! Treats galore!
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22/11/2011 at 5:44 am
Thank you, Kate. I agree it is a beautiful part of the world which I have sampled thanks to Cherryl. 🙂
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21/11/2011 at 11:34 pm
A simple and descriptive poem which fits the photo perfectly, they compliment each other!
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22/11/2011 at 5:45 am
Thank you, Barb, for the lovely compliment!
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22/11/2011 at 2:14 am
Photos of water mirrors are great but I have always admired the different styles and ways painters portray such scenes with their brushes. I’ve tried but always looks like colorful mud.
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22/11/2011 at 5:46 am
I’ve tried too, Carl, and I also lose the light in my attempts!
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22/11/2011 at 12:30 pm
I love Kew Gardens. My wife and I visited when we lived in the south of England. There was one particular unforgettable day, like a pearl on the rosary of reverie …
“Thanks for the memory.”
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22/11/2011 at 12:47 pm
Thank you for the visit and comment, Ben, and I’m glad it brought back a happy memory. You have a wonderful way of expressing it, ‘…like a pearl on the rosary of reverie …’ – beautiful!
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22/11/2011 at 1:23 pm
Thank you.
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22/11/2011 at 8:39 pm
lovely one, thinking of water-bodies as mirrors for the lovely autimn colours
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22/11/2011 at 10:38 pm
Thanks, Sidey. 😀
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22/11/2011 at 9:00 pm
Lovely words and picture. It certainly does give food for thought the way that season gives such a blaze of splendour.
The Americans are impoverished by having their one-syllable substitute for the word – not nearly as poetic! A great deal easier to rhyme, though! 🙂
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22/11/2011 at 10:43 pm
Thanks, Col. It’s as if autumn is giving us beautiful memories to last through the starkness of winter… I do like the American word because it is so descriptive of the season.
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23/11/2011 at 4:03 am
I like ‘fall’ too … 🙂
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23/11/2011 at 4:46 am
Yes, me too, Cin, as long as it isn’t me doing the falling… 😆
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