Backyard Girl Poem by me poet yeps poet
Backyard Girl
Your voice beckons me now
to my backyard
where each autumn
I compose a poem
the leaves of yore since forgotten
trampled by winds crushing speed
up into the air leaves are blown
high above the trees
where beyond
they could never have reached
ere there had been no autumn
the colors manifests on my mind's wire
as I see myriads of them
my drooping eyes admire
the scent of corns still pervades
what wind can ever invade
yet your autumn is not different than mine
side by side we reside
as many dawns we have seen together
maybe as many a splendid sunrise
but the beauty
of the colorful autumn trees
is anyone's surmise
how so nature is rich
can any human be
as a matter of surprise
autumns are always
in my lover's eyes
Great verse, Poet! Indeed, Poet, autumn is the time in life we seem to venture back, back home. In winter we reside, abide, and ultimately never leave. This is one of your finest! TNX LEMON NOW NOT MUCH INTERACTION IN THE NEW SYSTEM PH DOESN'T KNOW YET
Great verse, Poet! Indeed, Poet, autumn is the time in life we seem to venture back, back home. In winter we reside, abide, and ultimately never leave. This is one of your finest!
Thanks for your kindness many said its the finest thanks Kevin P
A beautiful piece on autumnal musings very feelingly written.
" A Woman In Autumn" , my new poem, is my comment on this lovely poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Vivid, image filled and beautifully composed! An autumnal masterpiece!