An ode in the style of Neruda. Posted in Real Toads Tuesday Platform and dVerse Poets Pub: Meeting the Bar.
ode to dying autumn
here on this final day
before the first heavy frost,
the sun blazes through the trees
like a roaring wildfire
burning away the leaves –
sky and clouds,
turning into pitch-black night
before this final night
when heavy frost falls –
the *river of heaven flows –
the tiny lights of the stars
reflect off the wings
of the ghost owl
gliding through the night.
The night is an explosion of black and gold –
a painting by Whistler.
The day dawns grey
and cold with frost covering all –
a veil of hoarfrost –
The year’s dying bride walks down the aisle
of the church of trees –
The cloud mother weeps at her child
going down that long aisle to the end –
her raintears wash away the colors
of the leaves like so much paint,
disappearing down the ditches –
the trees reflect off the street
like an Impressionist painting,
I stand and watch the leaves make their way
to the creek at the foot of the hill –
little dinghies floating on the water.
And now it is day.
the frost is gone.
the bride is gone.
Autumn has left the building –
Winter is waiting its cue to enter.
cold and rainy day –
leaves fall like rain – colors fade –
silence descends like snow
*river of heaven – amanogawa – Japanese for the Milky Way – it is a seasonal kigo for haiku
Victoria C. Slotto
Nov 07, 2017 @ 20:32:05
Beautiful, beginning with the Whistler painting and, of course, including him in the poem. Autumn has left the building here. Last night we had our first hard freeze. The yard was covered with hoarfrost and the gorgeous bright colors have succumbed to brown. Not to mention the raking the winds’ gift to us.
kanzensakura
Nov 07, 2017 @ 20:48:12
It sounds cold. I have revised this yet again so you may want to re-read, if you can stand it. I have always loved that painting by Whistler – all black and gold….I am finally happy with this revision and embedded a haiku at the end. Aint I clever? LOL. Take care of yourself.
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ladynyo
Nov 07, 2017 @ 21:20:22
And so you should be proud of this one.
thotpurge
Nov 07, 2017 @ 21:31:04
The year’s dying bride walks down the aisle
of the church of trees – very evocative..
erbiage
Nov 08, 2017 @ 03:13:05
cute little dinghys, laughing at leaving the building, and oh! the silence of snow…
kanzensakura
Nov 08, 2017 @ 11:12:27
Yes indeed. It feels like snow today but that is just posturing on the part of the rain.
sanaarizvi
Nov 08, 2017 @ 03:48:31
This is so incredibly beautiful Toni!💕 Gosh, the tone, the imagery and mood describes the dying of autumn so well! Especially love; “The day dawns grey and cold with frost covering all – a veil of hoarfrost”.. *swoon*💕
kanzensakura
Nov 08, 2017 @ 11:11:58
Thank you Sanaa.
Frank J. Tassone
Nov 08, 2017 @ 06:13:26
A beautiful tribute to the passing of Autumn into winter!
Sherry Marr
Nov 08, 2017 @ 14:16:10
Your imagery in this poem is exquisite. Truly lovely. I especially love the river of heaven………and the light of the stars reflecting off the wings of the ghost owl………
kanzensakura
Nov 08, 2017 @ 15:13:47
Thank you. It is magical to see the owls gliding through the trees.
magicalmysticalteacher
Nov 08, 2017 @ 15:42:32
I love your footnote about “river of heaven.” I will never view the Milky Way again without thinking of it. Thank you!
kanzensakura
Nov 08, 2017 @ 15:43:39
Thank you for liking it. It is one of the most beautiful of word images/names for something I have learned.
annell4
Nov 08, 2017 @ 16:05:48
Have you ever noticed how quiet it is after the snow has fallen? Almost scary, my ears strain to hear a sound….. any sound. but there is only silence.
kanzensakura
Nov 08, 2017 @ 16:07:18
I love that silence. I love the silence when it is snowing at 2 am.
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Marja
Nov 08, 2017 @ 20:44:02
Love your images especially the year’s dying bride walks down the aisle
of the church of trees and the cloud mother and the dinghies. This transports me to a different time as here it is nearly summer
kanzensakura
Nov 08, 2017 @ 22:29:58
Thank you for liking.
Sumana Roy
Nov 09, 2017 @ 00:38:32
“The night is an explosion of black and gold –” Can’t tell how I love this line & also the image of the cloud mother.
Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:12:06
Love this praise to the season we might often shun… every month has it’s beauty… love it.
kanzensakura
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:13:48
Thank you Bjorn.
Shawna
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:15:10
Good golly, that is gorgeous imagery.
“a veil of hoarfrost –
The year’s dying bride walks down the aisle
of the church of trees –
The cloud mother weeps at her child
going down that long aisle to the end “
kanzensakura
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:21:38
Thank you dear Shawna. Are you going to post with us today (she asked with her fingers crossed behind her back)?
Shawna
Nov 09, 2017 @ 16:17:00
It’s my sweetie’s birthday, and I’ve been sick. So I don’t think I can. But I’m reading here and there.
I’m presently being covered in chocolate toddler kisses. My son helped me make Daddy’s brownies. 🙂 We
kanzensakura
Nov 09, 2017 @ 16:26:04
That is so sweet. Chocolate toddler kisses. I am sorry to hear you have been sick. Hope you feel better soon! 🌻
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kim881
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:21:58
A gorgeous ode, Toni, to my favourite time of year. I love the lines:
‘the sun blazes through the trees
like a roaring wildfire
burning away the leaves’;
‘The night is an explosion of black and gold –
a painting by Whistler’;
and
‘a veil of hoarfrost –
The year’s dying bride walks down the aisle
of the church of trees’.
kanzensakura
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:24:26
Thank you Kim.
Frank Hubeny
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:44:03
I liked the sun burning away the leaves and autumn walking like a bride down the aisle of church trees. Nice ode to autumn.
kanzensakura
Nov 09, 2017 @ 15:49:21
Thank you Frank. So it is an ode! ??
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Glenn Buttkus
Nov 09, 2017 @ 16:53:43
A very strong piece–one of your best–the word smithing, as noted, was superb. You really had me at /river of heaven/–damn. I wish I had thought of using the Neruda style–Ioved every inch, every breath of this.
alisonhankinson
Nov 09, 2017 @ 17:04:27
I’m still holding on to her skirts…winter isn’t through the door yet….there are still leaves to be shed…one or two…
Candy
Nov 09, 2017 @ 18:52:51
Oh my, this is just luscious and wonderful to read aloud
kanzensakura
Nov 09, 2017 @ 18:54:12
Thank you!
Grace
Nov 09, 2017 @ 20:11:14
Beautiful share Toni ~ I specially love:
a veil of hoarfrost –
The year’s dying bride walks down the aisle
of the church of trees –
Vivian Zems
Nov 09, 2017 @ 20:38:58
Beautifully done…the sun blazes through the trees
like a roaring wildfire—–excellent!
Anna
Nov 09, 2017 @ 23:02:34
Loved your use of lyric and impressionistic language to paint the picture of autumn’s swan song.
kanzensakura
Nov 10, 2017 @ 11:12:21
Thank you Anna!
mhmp77
Nov 10, 2017 @ 05:17:39
kaykuala
Autumn has left the building –
Winter is waiting its cue to enter.
silence descends like snow
Autumn will be sorely missed. That seems to be in everybody’s mind!
Hank
kanzensakura
Nov 10, 2017 @ 11:13:06
I think it is. Although I love the cold of winter.
Jane Dougherty
Nov 10, 2017 @ 06:28:10
What a beautiful last line!
Jae Rose
Nov 10, 2017 @ 10:34:40
Beautifully written
kanzensakura
Nov 10, 2017 @ 11:12:36
Thank you Jae Rose.
Laura Bloomsbury
Nov 10, 2017 @ 11:54:10
this is divine! such a gorgeous requiem to autumn – “to the creek at the foot of the hill –
little dinghies floating on the water”
kanzensakura
Nov 11, 2017 @ 13:04:02
Thank you!
Kathy Reed
Nov 10, 2017 @ 12:32:17
Beautiful….I like the analogy of the bride walking down then aisle, the ghost owl, and the Milky Way..all among a Whistler impressionist painting!
kanzensakura
Nov 11, 2017 @ 13:03:45
Thank you Kathy!
hypercryptical
Nov 10, 2017 @ 14:16:32
Pure beauty – wonderful!
Anna :o]
kanzensakura
Nov 11, 2017 @ 13:02:59
Thank you Anna.
nosaintaugustine
Nov 10, 2017 @ 17:34:11
I love the imagination in this! This dream-state of nature and these unearthly dream-people are a beautiful way of describing this very natural transition of the seasons. Nicely done!
kanzensakura
Nov 11, 2017 @ 13:02:40
Thank you!