I try and I try, but I cannot deny
That fall is a-comin’ to town
The days, they grow short, and of their own accord
The drying leaves are falling down.
The summer was fun, and now it is done,
Its legacy all but forgotten.
But know this, my friend: it may be the end,
And I am prepared for the sodding.
Yes, I am prepared for the waning of days,
For darkness to fall on me gently.
For the soaking of rains and the drying of grains,
The harvest is always eventful.
My enduring confession, then, has to be this:
I adore this autumnal procession.
While the summer is bold, and the winter is cold,
Auburn fall has its own possession.
I wrote this for Form for All at the dVerse Poets Pub, where Tony Maud is the Professor of Balladeering Arts tonight.
Lovely, Marya. I really enjoy autumn/fall too; I love the vibrancy of the colours and the real sense of change. Some people find it depressing, but if there were no autumn, we wouldn’t have spring to look forward to … smiles
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Right, Tony, that’s how I feel. I think many poets prefer fall to other more exuberant seasons. The great Russian poet Alexander Pushkin is rumored to have loved fall the best. The ballad form was hard, but fun, thank you.
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Lovely Marya. There is certainly something special about autumn but must admit I prefer the warmer months.
Anna :o]
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Yes, Anna, thank you.
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Such an enjoyable read… the verses flow smoothly. It is vivid and very well-written. 🙂
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Thanks so much, HA.
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Autumn has its own beauty for sure ~ Very timely theme & yours has a lovely cadence ~
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Thanks, Grace.
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Give me the Autumn with crisp,crackling, coloured leaves, the Spring with a touch of the sun and warming breeze. The Summer with cool drinks under the sun, but I detest Winter – for me it is glum. Thank you Marya for your ballad. I did enjoy the read.
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Thanks a lot! There is even something beautiful about winter where I live — it is quiet and pensive.
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I wish it were here, cold, bitter, grey and dismal – thankfully summer is just around the corner. 🙂
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Always is 🙂
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🙂 thankfully lol
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I do like your attitude toward autumn. Autumn definitely has its own kind of beauty and blessings to harvest. I must admit I would like autumn MUCH more if winter did not follow soon after.
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Hmmm, Mary, seems a theme is emerging — not many enjoy the winter…
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A lovely poem about my favorite season.
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Thanks, Miranda.
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beautiful tribute to my favorite season too
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Thx, Ray
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ah nice… great flow and love the autumnal tones in this…fall surely has its very own spell…i’m prepared as well…
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Thx, Claudia
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Ah you made the autumn sound so sweet.. and what a gently nice ballad…
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Thank you, Bjorn!
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A wonderful Ode to Autumn, my favorite season.
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Thanks, nessa!
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I am a child of September, so autumn is THE season, as far as I am concerned. A lovely ode!
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thx 🙂 and happy birthday!
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🙂
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Lovely language, lovely sentiments. And I think you’ve understood the form well.
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Thank you, Rosemary.
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ha. i like this could def be a song….fall is a comin….like that…personally i love fall…i also like the double play you can get out of that word too…nicely done to form…
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Thank you, Brian!
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Absolutely love Autumn! I wonderful warm poem. 🙂 happy Autumn
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thank you!
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