Two Faced Autumn.

Autumn, a fickle friend.


Fair autumn you

are fickle yet,

beguiling with your

lustrous eye,

bejewelled beauty

tempting all

with fulsome feast

laid at your door:

and summer’s warmth

to hunger there.

But….

Beware you wayward

traveller here,

taste not those fruits

that so entice,

for sudden is her

turn of face:

she’ll cast you down

with angered spear,

call out her rage

with violent might

to carve your flesh by

silver blade.

 

© sweetwater 2019
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Supratik
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Very well written. I was quite stunned because I guess your rendition is much simpler, but this one has layers of interpretation. Well done.
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Omecronon12
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A modest jewel really.

Guajiros
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Not my favourite time of year, and to call it fickle couldn’t be a better description and you express it very well here.

Gothicman
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Beautiful longer length poem from your practiced pen, a real pleasure to read, Sue. I love all the seasons equally for different reasons. The switchover storms, Winter-Spring, Autumn-Winter are particularly dramatic here. If only these fine poems of yours were presented better….sigh..
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