A taste of harvest
Permeates the air
Fragrance...igniting
.....The atmosphere
Season's magic
Wends its way again
Wines' passion flows
....At journey's end
Author's note:
'The sun, with all those planets revolving around it and dependent on it, can still ripen a bunch of grapes as if it had nothing else in the universe to do.'
~Galileo Galilei
A small gem of a poem. Magic indeed. Lovely write. Warm regards, Sandra
Beautiful images, short and on the point. Thanks for sharing, Take care Martine
A wonderful poem, tastefully done! I can almost smell the earthy aroma of the vineyards mingled with the aroma of sun warmed grapes. Beautiful wine country! Cheers! Linda :)
A poem of such a few words...with such a huge impact...that's your magic Mr. Earley! Thank you! Cathy
Very short write filled with so much imagery of the first comming harvest... You can actually visualize the fields at the birth of autum..... Very colorfull.... Excellent I enjoy small writes with hidden power lines, and this certainly has it.... Bonnie
What a lovely poem James, it says such a lot in a few lines, full of great imagery too,10 for this, Lynda xx
it can even be applied as a metaphor to man's life...as he grows older he becomes wiser...his nector is seen in his affection, judgment, and decisions...we always loof forward to the guidance of our elders.....The nature imagery is beautiful in the lines...liked reading it..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Simple, concise and evocative. Thanks.