Autumnal Ball
sun dappled shadows gambol on the ground
swaying branches ablaze with muted colors
Gaia laughs
shimmering translucent mirth
she shakes her head tossing her hair
as leaves tumble in a madcap freefall
cavorting gaily in the swirling gusts of wind!
Last Few Words: a piece from the "Mirrir/rorriM" manuscript.
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Direction:
What did you think of my title?
How was my language use?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?
How does this theme appeal to you?
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Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - polished draft
Comments
Wonderful Dear Cat
You've captured the best of our Mother Nature..
Thanks for sharing.
Dear Rula,
Thank you for taking the time to read and leave a comment. It is greatly appreciated!
always, Cat
Dear Beau,
Yes! I like your line better! Thank you for the suggestion, and for sharing with me. I am always editing, until it goes to print, lol. Enjoy the hell out of your class! I share your love of Autumn. As much as Winter can be pretty in its white drapery, I hate the cold. And Summer can be heavy in its sweltering heat.
Always, Cat
I have to...
agree with Rula and Beauegard on this one. Great images, [ I get one of a redhead dancing on the edge of a forest, with the wind blowing leaves all around ] the personification of Autumn. Delightful! ~ Gee
Dear Guy,
I love your imagery! Thank you!
always, Cat
Exquisite and beautiful penned
I do have a slight problem with anthropomorphic personifications sometimes. 'Mother Nature'? Perhaps a tad cliched? Perhaps 'Gaia laughs'?
Nothing proesy about this, fine freeform. Dig it!
Dear Jess,
Gaia is much better and in keeping with my beliefs! Very astute of you to make the suggestion. Thank you! How are you? I hope you are well. I miss chatting with you.
love, Cat & all
Cat
A glimpse of Mother nature dancing into the Winters grasp, loved the way you penned this one, but, as Jess may say and did.
anthropomorphic personifications sometimes. 'Mother Nature'?
Mother Nature laughs
swaying branches ablaze with muted colors
seasonal scattered laughs
shimmering translucent mirth
shakimg heads tossing their wares.
These are just to stop those big words creeping in lol...
Thinking of you, Yours Ian
Dear Ian,
I am always interested to read your opinions! Thank you!
always, Cat