Hi Sally,
I like the first stanza here but find the second rather cliched. I think
everybody under the sun has done Autumn from Keats onwards and it really
demands something else to be done with it as a subject in verse. Forgot to
say I liked your poem in Poetry Scotland.
bw
James
>From: Sally James <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: new Sub Autumn
>Date: Sat, 14 Oct 2006 20:15:36 +0100
>
> Autumn
>
>
>Every soft sigh of earth mellows
> in twilight hours
>as the ancient tick of time echoes
> over moon silvered moors.
>
>Not a sound to be heard
>when each day shortens
>only the creak of the oak tree
> and groan of dead leaves
> falling.
>
>Sally James
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