Though Autumn Wears...
a modified pantoum160 total reviews
Comment from onebrit
This time of year is always sad because it signals the end of summer, flowers, green and light and heralds the beginning of winter, cold, drab, dark and difficult. Well written
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2014
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This time of year is always sad because it signals the end of summer, flowers, green and light and heralds the beginning of winter, cold, drab, dark and difficult. Well written
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 14-Sep-2014
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onebrit, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from Tatarka2
I thought this was just perfect. Of course, the rhyme and meter are perfect. The description of autumn was so evocative as well - and the fact that the poem was written on September 11 - well, there's nothing more that can be said. Perfect. It has caught the way I think we all feel about autumn - we admire its beauty and feel the harbinger of the winter ahead, even as we admire its glory. Wonderful poem, I think.
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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I thought this was just perfect. Of course, the rhyme and meter are perfect. The description of autumn was so evocative as well - and the fact that the poem was written on September 11 - well, there's nothing more that can be said. Perfect. It has caught the way I think we all feel about autumn - we admire its beauty and feel the harbinger of the winter ahead, even as we admire its glory. Wonderful poem, I think.
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Thank you so much, my friend, for this gracious and generous response to my poem :-) Brooke
Comment from Jay Squires
Ah, yes, one of my two favorite seasons is Fall. Spring is the other. Transitional seasons for birth and death.
Your poem does its usual enviable job with the pomp before the circumstance.
Great job, Brooke.
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Ah, yes, one of my two favorite seasons is Fall. Spring is the other. Transitional seasons for birth and death.
Your poem does its usual enviable job with the pomp before the circumstance.
Great job, Brooke.
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
Comment from Ridley Williams
Hello Brooke,
I enjoyed this piece in remembrance of that fateful day. I also related to the thought of that peace, that the day promised, before the tragedy.
My wife and I were at our mining claim, enjoying a breakfast by the river with the trees in full "bloom", when a friend ran down and said we needed to get to "The Outpost", our local restaurant/bar/grocery store, and only TV for miles, to see what was happening. We watched the events unfolding in silent shock...it was surreal.
On the other hand, I also appreciate the intent of this wonderful, seasonal poem. I've always thought of fall as a the sunset of summer. There's one last blast of beauty before the inevitable nightfall of winter.
Smooth enjambments made for an enjoyable read.
Best wishes, Bill
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Hello Brooke,
I enjoyed this piece in remembrance of that fateful day. I also related to the thought of that peace, that the day promised, before the tragedy.
My wife and I were at our mining claim, enjoying a breakfast by the river with the trees in full "bloom", when a friend ran down and said we needed to get to "The Outpost", our local restaurant/bar/grocery store, and only TV for miles, to see what was happening. We watched the events unfolding in silent shock...it was surreal.
On the other hand, I also appreciate the intent of this wonderful, seasonal poem. I've always thought of fall as a the sunset of summer. There's one last blast of beauty before the inevitable nightfall of winter.
Smooth enjambments made for an enjoyable read.
Best wishes, Bill
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Bill, thank you so much. That is one of the more interesting where were you stories I've heard about that day. Brooke
Comment from Deniz22
Stunning photo equaled by your words carrying the bitter/sweet sense of the ending of summer and the brilliance of the transitional period known as Fall.
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Stunning photo equaled by your words carrying the bitter/sweet sense of the ending of summer and the brilliance of the transitional period known as Fall.
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Dennis, thank you so much :-) Brooke
Comment from barbara.wilkey
I remember exactly where I was sitting and what I was doing. I was writing and we lived in Elgin, SC. I had the radio on when the first airplane hit the Twin Towers. I called my husband at work. They, at his Army office, knew nothing about it. I told him to turn on the news. He did as they second plane flew into it. I could hear the men's comments.
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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I remember exactly where I was sitting and what I was doing. I was writing and we lived in Elgin, SC. I had the radio on when the first airplane hit the Twin Towers. I called my husband at work. They, at his Army office, knew nothing about it. I told him to turn on the news. He did as they second plane flew into it. I could hear the men's comments.
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Barbara, thank you so much. I can only imagine how this impacted military families. Brooke
Comment from giovannimariatommaso
Loved this, different than the previous one I just read with its definite staccato beats and alliterations and repetitive definite Stance!
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Loved this, different than the previous one I just read with its definite staccato beats and alliterations and repetitive definite Stance!
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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giovanni, thank you so much for your gracious comments and generous six stars :-) Brooke
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Comment from Sasha
I do miss the changing of seasons and especially miss Autumn. Your descriptions are superb and brought the images to life. marvelous work with this one, as always.
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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I do miss the changing of seasons and especially miss Autumn. Your descriptions are superb and brought the images to life. marvelous work with this one, as always.
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Thanks so much, Valerie - Had you been around last winter, that would have cured you of your nostalgia :-) Brooke
Comment from Wendyanne
I have missed reading your amazing poetry and this poem is no exception. It is very well written and describes Autumn very well.
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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I have missed reading your amazing poetry and this poem is no exception. It is very well written and describes Autumn very well.
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Thank you, Wendyanne, for your gracious and generous review :-) Brooke
Comment from Angels27
What a lovely descriptive poem Brooke. The lines paint such a vivid picture, far away here in India, I could envisage what a beautiful morning it would have been. Loved the read :)
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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What a lovely descriptive poem Brooke. The lines paint such a vivid picture, far away here in India, I could envisage what a beautiful morning it would have been. Loved the read :)
Comment Written 13-Sep-2014
reply by the author on 13-Sep-2014
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Angels, thanks so much :-) Brooke
