And now for today’s prompt (optional, as always). Taking a cue from our video resource for the day, and from Keat’s poem, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that:
Is specific to a season
Uses imagery that relates to all five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, and smell)
Includes a rhetorical question, (like Keats’ “where are the songs of spring?”)
As the colours of fall drape large swathes of countryside,
The earth is decked up like a shy Indian bride
Reds, russets, oranges, yellows and golds
Adorn the beauteous earth, as langour unfolds
Pomegranates, cranberries, persimmons and pumpkins
Mmm soups, pies and delicious dumplings!
The trees graciously surrender what was theirs
Spreading a thick carpet of leaves on earth’s bosom bare
The silken petals of crocus and dahlia
Reminders of childhood, fill with notalgia
Gone are the greens; a summer boon,
As well as the clouded skies which darkened with monsoon
The cloudless skies are a brilliant blue,
The nights seem to have an inky hue.
The air is redolent with festive smells
There is an early morning nip that quickly dispels
The sheer curtain of mist hangs tantalizingly low
The sun obligingly tones down its glow
The call of migratory birds sounds so sweet
An aural and visual treat
Where art thou pretty bluethroat?
Avid bird watchers wait in areas remote
The harbinger of harsh winter is here to allure
Wait for a while, let me autumn savour.