Autumn Calling

Posted bywordsandcoffee1Posted inPoetry, WritingTags:, , , ,

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Shuffling feet brush tawny needles across the path,

scattering their fragile splayed fingers.

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Sunlight ripples through emptying branches,

forming breezy bridges of shadows.

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Wind carries songs of harvest, the taste of damp,

and the crushing pressure of lost time.

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Yellow leaves catch on the clasp of your coat,

crunch under your fingers and pool underfoot.

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The seasons carry tides for the sea bereft.

The best walk is an autumn trail hand in hand.

I believe I just wrote a Caldralor. Maybe? That was this week’s prompt from the Wea’ve Written Weekly (W3) at the Skeptic’s Kaddish. Sylvia Cognac provided a haunting poem and some guidance on the Cadralor form.

Numbering is apparently an element of a Caldralor. I feel strange mixing numbers with my poetry, the same way I felt when I took algebra and my middle school teacher started tossing x’s and y’s into the mathematic equations. So here’s a bonus poem (riddle?) without numbering yet wearing numerical connotations (I think I’m ready for bed):

Do our words need to be numbered and parsed, I ask a cold and moonless sky.

The answer, she replies, lies beyond the last digit of pi.

17 thoughts on “Autumn Calling”

  2. I really like your poem. The fall is my favorite time of year, so this bit of writing came just in time. I want to feature it in my poetry corner. I will reblog your post so others can visit your blog and read more of your work!

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  3. Reblogged this on KG Bethlehem and commented:
    Good evening and welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner (The one and only for this month). I think some of you know that Fall is my favorite time of year. So to showcase my love for this season, here is a beautiful poem from a fantastic poet. Please visit this writer’s page and enjoy more well-written works!

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  6. The first few cadralors that I wrote didn’t have numbers because I didn’t realize that they were supposed to! And nobody corrected me!

    I love yours – it’s so PURELY autumn, Sarah.

    and the crushing pressure of lost time.

    And this line… just, wow!

    ❤
    David

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