Wednesday, September 24, 2014

"The Gathering"

Photography of Brooke Shaden

The Gathering 

Early dusk reverberates
with geese trailing petticoats in the sky
restlessly following horizon's light

and I among swirling leaves
spin, lift sensitive chin,
absorb Autumn's fulfillment

before fields whisper winter's song,
willow surrenders bare limbs to weeping,
and I burrow into silence.

by Margaret Bednar, September 23, 2014


This is for "dVerse - Poetics - Passion of Brooke Shaden" - a photographer gracious enough to share her art with us and allow us to write to her images.   I selected "the leaves of linden avenue".   Please give yourself a treat and visit her website "Brooke Shaden" and her blog "Promoting Passion".


22 comments:

mishunderstood said...

What a lovely write! :)

Vandana Sharma said...

beautifully expressed thoughts of autumn

Anthony Desmond said...

beautifully written; autumn is my favorite season, so I definitely appreciate this piece... smiles

Cressida de Nova said...

A beautiful Autumn poem.Well done !

Brian Miller said...

absorbing autumns fulfillment...ah, aint that the truth...i love autumn...and it is often the sigh for me before the sleep.....smiles.

Björn Rudberg said...

Yes... this last moment of breathing before we're buried in the winter's dirge...

Mary said...

I really like the idea of swirling right along with the swirling autumn leaves!

Grace said...

I specially love this part:

absorb Autumn's fulfillment

So apt for the autumn season ~ Thanks for participating Margaret and wishing you happy week ~

Kathryn Dyche Dechairo said...

So beautifully expressed.

Gabriella said...

I like the idea of enjoying Fall, absorbing its beauty, all before the long silence of winter.

Glenn Buttkus said...

Yes, the tiny sleep, death all spruced up in bright colors, dazzling us before dumping a trillion tons of refuse on our lawns, cars, & lives; so that as we burn leaves, or recycle them, that may be the last heat we enjoy before the mini-ice age is upon us again; frozen fangs sunk into our calves, our necks, & our emotions. Personally, living in a hilly environ, I hate snow, & would strangle snowflakes if I could. I like your line /with geese trailing petticoats in the sky/.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Such a beautiful write--I love the imagery you have chosen

vbholmes said...

"absorb Autumn's fulfillment

before fields whisper winter's song,
willow surrenders bare limbs to weeping,
and I burrow into the silence of Time"
Beautiful lead-in to last winter's silence of being snowed in and time seeming to stop while we waited for the thaw.

Grandmother (Mary) said...

Gathering geese, gathering leaves and gathering strength from nature in autumn to sustain us in winter. It's a lovely word that says so much.

Claudia said...

oh you beautifully capture that last twirl of autumn before winter hits..the spinning, dancing before the silence of time...beautifully penned margaret

Kathy said...

I love how naturally this flows and the idea of fall as a woman...simple, yet very pretty.

bwfiction said...

this poem and the picture really complemented one another.

Poet Laundry said...

Oh I really like that last stanza. What a wonderful pairing of her image and your words.

sreeja harikrishnan said...

oh...beautifully woven...!!

Bodhirose said...

I love the way her images show a connection of us to the weather...the seasons. Your words speak to me of preparations to be done before winter comes...so wonderfully put.

ayala said...

Beautiful capture of the last part of autumn

RMP said...

mmm...the end to me has such a magical feel to it. I suppose that is fitting giving the image which inspired it. lovely.