Thursday, September 2, 2010

The Wind Chimes!

It was a fervent and breezy autumn morn, 
a promise of a day like no other. 
There is a restless wanderlust feeling that comes over me 
which leaves me longing for a change. 
Arise my love and come away for lo, the summer is past, 
and the craggy hands of fall, seduces us anew.
My love takes my hand and we walk 
silently through the forest of passion and blend
in with the ancient oaks almost rendering us invisible. 
In the hush, we can hear the wind blowing through
the trees and watch as the leaves fall softly to the ground;
they look like glittering butterflies, 
caught in topaz-hued blades of grass. 
Leaves sent scurrying down the path before the wind
is blowing through my hair. 
I am being teased by the wind 
that has it's hand stirring my soul, 
and moves over my skin like the hands of my lover
Like the leaves my defenses is falling to the ground.
The wind chimes through the tree tops like a lonely musician, 
capturing the notes of composition, 
and the leaves play the winds symphony.
Bonfires flame on hilltops, 
their embers snapping and sparkling in the hazy sky,
could there not be a more perfect autumn day?
fin
photos: lake como,  all images on tumblr, #5 rodney smith on tumblr

30 comments:

  1. This is the second "poem-that-could-be-prose" I've come across tonight... I love your eye for matching imagery.

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  2. Wonderful words, thanks for sharing with us.

    Yvonne,

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  3. Lovely. We enjoy our autumn adventures, and vivid scenes like this are to dream of.

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  4. Just this morning I was wrestling with letting go of summer. I do love fall, but summer went so fast. This line, "the summer is past, and the craggy hands of fall, seduces us anew," along with the rest of your poem, helped me loose my grasping hands and open them to autumn. Thank you.

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  5. perfect... awakened my desire to the changing seasons, to enter into the next... and so absolutely beautiful. i'm there, i feel it and see it, i know it. thank you.

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  6. joanny...wonderful imagery...i so love this time of year...and walks with the one i love in teh rainstorm of leaves...

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  7. This makes me miss the autumn. We don't have autumn here in Florida, and it was always my favorite season when I lived in the north. Thanks for sharing a taste of it here!

    And thank you, also, for your thoughtful comment on my post about grief and suffering. Your words about compassion for those who don't understand remind me of the words Jesus spoke from the cross,"Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do."

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  8. You made be feel the leaves blowing. Fall is my favorite time of year.Loved the writing and images.

    Real talent
    yvonne

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  9. beautiful - written with the ink and grace of your soul....blessings...bkm

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  10. Autumn is my favorite season, and your poem captures my love for it so wonderfully. The metaphor in this piece is vivid and beautiful. A great poem, Joanny.

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  11. leaves playing the wind's symphony.... this post is full of beautiful lines, joanny... i love that you linked up. xo

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  12. I can't wait for fall, and I just adore windchimes, and wanderlust. Your words are delicious.

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  13. Your pictures are awesome

    Need I say more ?

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  14. ...the leaves play the winds symphony….and i want to join - and play and sing and dance… so beautiful joanny!

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  15. this is sooo wonderful... i also love your style in putting pictures to go with the poem... :)

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  16. The wind chimes through the tree tops like a lonely musician,
    capturing the notes of composition,
    and the leaves play the winds symphony.-------

    heart touching wrds and so atractive photographs ----i liked it .
    With regards.
    Hemant

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  17. Dear Joanny,
    How much beauty you give us here, through leaves, which are words... through words, which are leaves.
    Amazing!
    ;)
    D.

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  18. I still don't know how you make it, wonderful words, magnificient pictures...! Creativity!!

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  19. That's a lovely ode to autumn, Joanny. I wish I didn't have so long to wait until she graces our corner of the world again! :P

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  20. sounds like a pretty perfect day to me

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  21. love what you said about loving one another... in this is our salvation.

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  22. The glowing jars and the hilltop photos are just inviting! This couldn't be a more perfect post.

    The part about the ancient oaks rendering us almost invisible...very cool.

    I have wandered into autumn and this helps me get my wits about me :)

    Enjoy the long weekend. Best, Kelly

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  23. The glowing jars and the hilltop photos are just inviting! This couldn't be a more perfect post.

    The part about the ancient oaks rendering us almost invisible...very cool.

    I have wandered into autumn and this helps me get my wits about me :)

    Enjoy the long weekend. Best, Kelly

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  24. Hello Joanny

    Fantastic pictures....your blog is amazing.

    greetings, Joop

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  25. Oh, yes! I am feeling that wanderlust too. This makes me want to heed...wander with love and get lost in beauty somewhere. Maybe I will...

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  26. Makes me long for autumn. Quite a while before it comes this far south.

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  27. It is a joy knowing your soul and its ability to write, placing into words what one longs, craves for.

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  28. I could almost envision harmony in your poetry! Just very musical, indeed like wind chimes!

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  29. Celebrate the season with golden love ... nicely done, Joanny. I like it. :-) I don't know where you find your photos, but you do a fabulous job with them.

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