Sitting In An Autumn Valley Poem by Darlene Walsh
Sitting In An Autumn Valley
Moss covered walls beneath a gambrel roof
As sitting beside a brook I ponder aloof
The valley blanketed with Autumn's hues
And fluffy whites sailing in aerial blues
Hazy summer is now a chimeric memory
With vital thoughts both pensive and merry
Bright blue eyes beneath his sandy mane
Kissing such sweet soft lips was my bane
As we shared a picnic on the knoll
He swallowed me, heart and soul
His promises warmed me to my quim
And filled my passion above the brim
In his caresses I gave my virtue
Enjoying his pleasure until past curfew
Then a summer filled with unbridled passion
Draped in his arms was my enduring fashion
Until I learned of my enceinte womb
Vehemently he refused to be my groom
He was the waning moon of my night play
Rather than the sustaining sun of my day
Now summer is gone and so is he
I know now it wasn't meant to be
I was ignorant to his prurient ways
Now regreting his lies all my days
Moss covered walls beneath a gambrel roof
As sitting beside a brook in a family way
Springtime growth will include a nursling
And forever will be my little angel and me
What single mother has the time
And NO it's not a story about me
A nice poem with a nice caption. Your vocabulary is splendidly rich. 'He swallowed me, heart and soul' - this line says more than the words can mean. 'His promises warmed me to my quim And filled my passion above the brim' - nice! Loved the description. Thanks to poetess Valsa George for bringing out the summary of the poem so nicely in her comment.
Wow that was like a box full of candy bars! keep it up Write, share! peace
the moss must have worked quickly OR 'you' pondered for a LONG TIME, in order for the moss to finish covering the walls! ok, ok i just read the Poet's Notes, so i 'know' it is not about you. ;) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - yeah. bane..........i looked it up. some word from your sci-fi, horror stories no doubt. noun \ˈbān Definition of bane 1 a obsolete: killer, slayer b: poison c: death, destruction [stop the way of those that seek my bane — Philip Sidney] d: woe 2 : a source of harm or ruin: curse [national frontiers have been more of a bane than a boon for mankind — D. C. Thomson] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - quim! i think i know that. nice! there used to be a TV series about a beautiful 'frontier doctor': Dr. Quinn, i believe. it just made me think of HER! enceinte............i'll guess at this one. sounds Spanish to me. Now regreting his lies all my days ....regreting didn't look right. i am now regretting having to show you: Full Definition of regret regretted regretting transitive verb 1 a: to mourn the loss or death of b: to miss very much 2 : to be very sorry for [regrets his mistakes] intransitive verb : to experience regret regretter noun ======================================= i wonder how old you were when you wrote this. and now, still young, you DO have a nursling, whatever that is. bri :) but you are NOT single, as they say. :) :)
A very interesting write. The rhyming is very good. A blending of natural phenomena in the physical sense and the nature of human emotions. A sad tale of abandonment extremely well written.
first lesson from nature- when emotion overrules wisdom lost - a genuine situation beautifully depicted
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 9:49:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Sitting beside a brook in a valley in the autumn, memories fly back to a time in summer when a girl got duped by a handsome guy! Their love had all the thrill and charm of a vigorous romance until things took a drastic turn when he learned that she was carrying his child in her womb! This probable story is given a realistic touch with the first person narration! It shakes the heart and takes us to the emotional turbulence of a would be single mother! A beautiful and poignant write Darlene!