Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 11. Fall Sightings

cold nights and crisp chilly days, that wind and bright sun... you made me feel them all.. great collection, Parker

3 hours ago, Mikiesboy said:

cold nights and crisp chilly days, that wind and bright sun... you made me feel them all.. great collection, Parker

Thank you, tim.  I am glad you felt some of the experience, too.

If able to close my eyes and hear these words read to me I would be transported. Alas the dog either cannot or will not read them to me.

I note you seem to have an affinity for poetry forms based on syllable counts. Is it perhaps your soul sings in mathematical timbre?

34 minutes ago, dughlas said:

If able to close my eyes and hear these words read to me I would be transported. Alas the dog either cannot or will not read them to me.

I note you seem to have an affinity for poetry forms based on syllable counts. Is it perhaps your soul sings in mathematical timbre?

Numbers

sing in voices

consonant with my soul;

their clear-pitched trebles resonate

purely

off stones

laid deep in my mind's foundations,

creating harmonies

before my world

was born.

Thank you for reading these, and for your thoughtful and generous response.

1 hour ago, Valkyrie said:

Colorful snapshots

capture seasonal changes

quite masterfully  

 

 

Thank you for your poetic and generous response.  

These are amazing Parker.  I agree with Dugh on feeling transported.. 

2 hours ago, Defiance19 said:

These are amazing Parker.  I agree with Dugh on feeling transported.. 

Thank you, Def. Now we both have fallen leaves sticking to our damp boots. Glad you could see some of what I saw, too. 

Such succulent, brightly hued word paintings. They ping off the page, each and every one. Bright orange treasure is my favourite, it's vibrancy enhanced wonderfully by the withered, bent greyness of the next. Perfect.

1 minute ago, northie said:

Such succulent, brightly hued word paintings. They ping off the page, each and every one. Bright orange treasure is my favourite, it's vibrancy enhanced wonderfully by the withered, bent greyness of the next. Perfect.

I am very pleased these made you smile. Despite the grayness that suffuses November, perhaps it is the unexpected colors that stand out. At least, before the world is shrouded in white. Thank you for reading these, and for your response!