In silken Autumn skies
looming clouds allure
Amid the constant flux
I am craving solitude
Stay alert! Sky warns
Change is coming!
Autumn’s undeniable beauty
will succumb to Winter
Quiet days will return –
a reassurance I savour.
(Image my own)
Sky Talk
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Beautiful poem! I have come back to listen to your reading a couple of times. I love the first stanza and I love the title. It does conjure up a mood, this focus on the ‘silken autumn sky’.
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Thank you so much, Linda.
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Beautiful!
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Thanks!
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I could stay in Autumn forever, but I can see where Winter does allow for quiet and solitude.
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Autumn seems to be passing fast this year. Hope Winter is not too long.
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So beautiful! Change is inevitable. Love the image.
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Thank you!
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I don’t like the cold and dark of winter, but I understand the feeling to settle into the quiet. Beautiful poem and image.
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Yes, it is definitely comes with mixed blessings.
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It does!
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VJ, I am craving solitude, as well. Keith
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🤗
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” Amid the constant flux”
👏🏻👏🏻
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🙏😊
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I have grown to love the quiet of winter, too, VJ.
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🥰💕
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I love this poem and image, VJ. So lovely! We’re having a heat wave of triple digits, so I am ready for autumn temps.
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Sorry to hear about the heat wave. Hope things cool off soon, Lauren. Thanks
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“silken Autumn skies” — I love that!
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Thank you
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Sigh. Lovely VJ, simply lovely.
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Thanks so much
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The image is lovely. Winter is coming! 😀 Fabulous poetry.
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Thank you!
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Welcome 🙂
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Geesh I don’t want to think about winter just yet!
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😂
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LOL!
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A fine combination of verse and photograph
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Thanks Derrick
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What beautiful colors in that photo! I do think we need those days of hibernation even though the lack of sun is difficult for me. (K)
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Yes, there is that too, K. Thanks
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Yes, craving solitude. the thing I love most about autumn and coming winter, weather that invites to to cozy up in solitude.
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🤗
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That’s a beautiful photo! I particularly like the movement of the poem to arrive at “savour.”
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Thanks Liz
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You’re welcome, VJ.
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How beautiful, VJ! ❤ ❤
~David
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Thanks David
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No quiet days for me yet, despite September’s end. The sun is making us feels like it is getting warmed up again.
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Crazy weather. I wonder if you get many quiet days anyway as a dad?
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Well, my son is in 6th grade now, busy in his studies. And I don’t mind kids around me. I like to watch them play and having fun. Plus, they expect treats from me, so they listen to me 🙂
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Lol.
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HI VJ, a lovely poem. Personally, I do not like winter.
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I used to feel the same way, but now I view as an excuse to hibernate more. thanks
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Beautiful! What IS it, VJ, about the amber colors of autumn against the deeper, gray/blue skies?
Captivating! 🥰
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The colors are so delicius. Thanks
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🥰🥰🥰
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You’ve really captured the idea that each season has it’s own strengths and moods. Which really resonates as to why we are each drawn to different seasons, I think.
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I think so too. I used to despise Autumn for bringing Winter, but now I look forward to a slower pace.
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reading it out loud helps it really come to life. great poem 🙂
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Thank you.
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just now, Selma. Thank you XO
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🥰
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how beautiful. I love the new season. Your words are gorgeous. Thanks V.J happy fall. Xo
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Thank you
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There’s no way, we can, hold onto, these things that we love, as nothing is, permanent, but, things we have lost through time, can sometimes, have a way, of, finding their ways back to, us.
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Indeed
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What a beautiful photo. I love your poetry.
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Thanks so much Sadje
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I too love Autumn and winter.. the shorter days, those longer nights, the sunrises and sunsets, the rising moon. The hype of summer gives way to a quiet magic!
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“Quiet magic” – yes! Love that.
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A wonderful poem capturing the mood beautifully…..and I love your images….
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Thanks Janet.
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beautiful VJ! A stunning poem!
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Thanks so much!
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You’re welcome!
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