Autumn Sun Poem by Zyw Zywa

Autumn Sun

Rating: 5.0


Because I feel that
we still love each other
at a distance, I dare

after the tour through the garden
the last honeysuckle smell and
drinking unclarified apple juice

together in the autumn sun
to ask you:
How are we

now, our love
how close are we still
heart to heart?

Would we, living in the same
house, also have gone
different paths?

In what spring will we
receive our children
after this winter?

Monday, November 18, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
For Sylvia Frances Chan

Collection "Leftovers"
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 18 November 2019

Rising Autumn Sun Lips of the Spring feel blushing Hails kiss of rebirth

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Bernard F. Asuncion 18 November 2019

A wonderful and lovely poem.....10+++

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Unnikrishnan E S 15 January 2022

Part 3. Congratulations for such a really poetic write. Top score

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Unnikrishnan E S 15 January 2022

Part 2. The poem leaves the readers heart pounding faster. How a relationship deteriorates, how the closeness fades! The anxiety of the narrator on the effects of the breaking relationship on the children, the family is so profoundly sketched.

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Unnikrishnan E S 15 January 2022

A powerful poem. The gradual buildup of emotions, the inner sobs of the heart culminates in "" In what spring/ will we receive our children / after this winter? ""

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Sylvia Frances Chan 20 March 2021

I still enjoy this poem very much, best wishes from dreamland, Zywa-Zywa

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Sylvia Frances Chan 18 November 2019

What a great honour, a poem for me titled AUTUMN SUN, based upon my poem POEM NUMBER 920 " A Song For You" how fascinating Zywa Zywa. How surprising. I am totally dashed by this amazing creation straight from your heart. Most appreciated, admired and enjoyed a very lot. I am deepest entrhalled by this Response upon my poem.. Thank YOU so much, dear. A 10 +++++++++++++ God Bless You.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 18 November 2019

A MUSE? ! ! ..................Dear. one thiong I never had, is A Muse, IF I may tell you: I am my own Muse. ENJOY LIFE and LOVE!

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Zywa Zywa 18 November 2019

You are welcome. You may be a Muse at times.

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