Autumnal musings

1.

Warm ochre and orange blooms
vibrant hued festivities
season of sweetness overload.

2.

Yellowed leaves gently falling
providing warmth to the earth
from the oncoming chilly winter.

3.

Smog chokes ragged breaths
descending greyness
settles cozily in the lungs.

4.

Hot, spiced pumpkin latte
welcoming the darker half
a spook fest on the cards.

5.

Autumn’s celestial bodies
cast a golden mellow glow
rites and rituals and fruitfulness.

Written for Sadje’s wdys, David’s W3 to Sylvia’s prompt (a cadralor on autumn) and Eugi’s moonwashed weekly challenge.

Sharing it at dVerse OLN.

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Fate, the superior lass(es)!

Three sisters of Fate by Sushrita Bhattacharjee

Alas!
If only it were possible to earn
even a shred of pittance at a time
for when I think I have an upper hand
she smirks and puts me two steps back

spent spring unaware of her designs
all summer railed against her biases
as autumn approaches, I am much resigned
I’ll do me, she’ll do her; till winter arrives.

Written for David’s W3 to Steven’s prompt and Eugi’s moonwashed weekly challenge.

Steven has asked us to respond to ‘Superiority of fate’ by Emily Dickinson.

‘Superiority to Fate’

Superiority of fate
Is difficult to gain
’Tis not conferred of Any But possible to earn

A pittance at a time
Until to Her surprise
The Soul with strict economy
Subsist till Paradise.

Change of season (OctPoWriMo)

(From Pexel)

Day 4

Prompt: Autumn

Form: Pantoum

The day hurries by, ceding place to the longer night
Yet the heat refuses to mellow to a coolness
Not all leaves brown and fall, some are still bright
But it sure is the season of fruitfulness!

Though the heat refuses to mellow to a coolness
Disinterested in going into a decline
It sure is the season of fruitfulness
Despite the uncertainty of changing times.

Disinterested in going into a decline
Summer persists with hot, humid days
Maybe because of uncertainty of changing times
Seasons seem to overlap in many ways.

Summer persists with hot, humid days
They say it’s a sign of global warming
Seasons seem to overlap in many ways
Why don’t we heed the global warning!

They say it’s a sign of global warming
That not all leaves brown and fall and some are still bright
Why don’t we heed the global warning
Alas! the day hurries by, ceding place to warm night.

(I will be posting a poem or maybe two everyday this entire month. I look forward to your support and encouragement, at the same time I understand that reading every blog is not possible! Drop in whenever you can.)