Richard Theze

Freshman - 839 Points (31st August 1959 / Bicester, Oxfordshire)

The Last Of The Summer Wine - Poem by Richard Theze

The Last of the Summer Wine

Through fallen leaves thick with the foreshadowing
Of times colder,
The crisp, crackle of feet amidst the unleaving
Of a newly-found, coarse-cobbled autumn grove -
No time to mourn, but to turn, like the Byrds,
(This being just another season)
To take stock, perhaps, and anticipate, keenly,
Day’s approaching end,
Not to cry because summer’s over,
But to smile that it happened
And to cherish the promise of the fire’s warmth,
The homely smell of smoked wood,
Well-brewed beer, a full bookshelf
And the light of a lamp admitted
To lengthen the day …

Topic(s) of this poem: life and death

Form: Blank Verse


Comments about The Last Of The Summer Wine by Richard Theze

  • Clarence Prince (12/17/2015 8:02:00 AM)


    Not cry because summer's over
    But smile that it happened
    ...a full bookshelf
    And there's of a good Autumn!
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  • Dr.tony Brahmin (11/1/2015 6:17:00 AM)


    the promise
    Of the fire’s warmth,
    The homely smell
    Of smoked wood,
    Well-brewed beer,
    A full bookshelf
    And lamp light admitted
    To lengthen the day... great and wonderful details .. sommer days, autumn and then winter enters. so well portrayed. thank you. tony
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    Richard Thézé Richard Thézé (11/1/2015 6:20:00 AM)

    Thank you for your comments.

  • Rajnish Manga (11/1/2015 2:13:00 AM)


    Amazing portrayal of the atmosphere coupled with the graphic details of the scene make it a treat to the reader. The concluding lines are sheer magic: The homely smell / Of smoked wood / Well-brewed beer / A full bookshelf (Report) Reply

    Richard Thézé Richard Thézé (11/1/2015 2:24:00 AM)

    Thank you for your appreciation.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 1, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, November 2, 2015


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