Treasure Island

Valsa George


As Autumn Runs Its Round


As summer reluctantly gives way
And autumn waits at the doorway
Visible changes come their way
Though they are not for long to stay

Cool is the wind that blows in soft hum
And leaves fall with the bee’s thrum
When they fall curling in hundreds down
In a deluge of colors, the lands drown

Some leaves are seen swirling afloat in space
And some fall softly across the landscape’s face
Of all the trees, the maple is a sight to relish
Which the eyes can never ever relinquish!

Orange and red, ochre and brown
Like the sparkling gems on a queen’s crown
In a variety of costumes the Earth parades
And everything, seen in a medley of shades

The trees are loaded with fruits ripe
And squirrels dart up to savour the pulp
Autumn is the season for gathering crop
When from the towering pines, acorns drop

As autumn tightens its strangling grip
And the blizzards blow in mightier sweep
The trees are stripped of all their leaves
And many a bird, deprived of its arbour, grieves

With the cruel bite of savage frost
Flowers fade and all their glamour, lost
As the days grow cold by and by
Birds in flocks begin to fly

They take on wings to warmer climes
Before the snowflakes fall in bits and piles
Soon the season falls into hushed silence
And waits for the winter with resilience!

Variety, we know, is life’s flavouring spice
And all seasons have their beauty and grace
But each has its own distress and decrement
And the only way to be happy is to be content

Submitted: Thursday, October 31, 2013
Edited: Thursday, October 31, 2013

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (11/3/2013 1:41:00 AM)

    Orange and red, ochre and brown
    Like the sparkling gems on a queen’s crown
    Season beautifully described and finishing the poem with a beautiful conclusion. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Dinesh Nair (11/2/2013 10:19:00 AM)

    An autumn harvest that many of us cannot see in real has been well portrayed here. As the canvas is fair and the sketches are clear who else can be behind it than the one and only Valsa George. (Report) Reply

  • Yasmeen Khan (11/2/2013 12:01:00 AM)

    It's truly Wordsworthian poem. a message through Nature. Nature is the part of our spiritual being and teaches us lessons. (Report) Reply

  • Pradip Chattopadhyay (10/31/2013 2:22:00 AM)

    Cool is the wind that blows in soft hum
    And leaves fall with the bee’s thrum
    When they fall curling in hundreds down
    In a deluge of colors, the lands drown

    how the words weave the magic spell of autumn!
    the last stanza is great wisdom. (Report) Reply

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