Shapeless blisters on textured lawns,
Those bright colored leaves.
Scatterings of rainbow on the ground,
Those bright colored leaves.
Abandoned children of barren trees,
Those bright colored leaves.
Infrequent whispers of a moody sky,
Those bright colored leaves.
An attempt to capture the essence of my thoughts and put them in bearable prose, or worse (as the unimaginative pun indicates). Not too different from my scribbles on paper, only a lot more legible.
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- Father. Writer. Quizzer. Movie geek. Software guy. Music lover. Cricket follower. Dessert consumer.... You get the drift. The whole is the sum of all Parths. Author of 'r2i dreams'. Join the conversation at https://www.facebook.com/r2idreams
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Well inspired poetry. One more reason why it's my favorite season. :)
Hope all is well with you, Parth.
@Vi: Thanks Vi. Things are great at my end. Been lazy about posting. Working on it.
it's been warm and great for november, here, so far.
cheers.
@Nocturne: Good for you. The rains have started and the sun goes down by 4.30. I wake up each Sunday morning it hasn't rained the night before so I can catch my weekly round of tennis, but the past weeks haven't gone that way. Its alright though. I like the way fall eases us into winter. I have never received a cold shock.
Beautiful words :-)
How cold does it get in Seattle?
Right now all that seems to be imporatnt for a 'real' cricket crazy person like me is the autumn of the careers of our gods!
I just read this post on cricinfo.com: http://content-uk.cricinfo.com/magazine/content/current/story/376791.html
I have to say I feel exactly the same.
@Sneha: Thanks. Seattle is fairly warm (in the late 40s and early 50s right now) temperature wise, but it will soon get colder. Where are you based?
@SD: I hear you. I suddenly feel old in a way I can't explain. We ought to have been prepared for this, but somehow we thought this might be averted, like a follow-on. I can't even imagine how significantly my life will be impacted when God decides to retire. I really think I'll find it difficult to follow cricket after that.
Nice!
Fall is THE season to inspire poetry! I keep looking at the red maple in my backyard hoping it will inspire great writing but that's not really working :p
Hey Parth - I'm based near New York City :-)
We already got our first snow of the season!
@RS: Actually, monsoon is THE season that inspires me the most. Unfortunately, I am several thousand miles away from it, and hence the substitute inspiration. Plus, I am assuming you aren't doing the raking :-) That could lead to some dulling of senses.
@Sneha: Cool. Snow is a scary though around here, since it happens only 2-3 times in the entire season, and when it happens people get stuck at work etc. Seattle practically shuts down with three inches of snow.
Hey Parth,
Yes, I've heard the same about Seattle! It was the same when I lived in Boise, ID for some time. It snowed practically 3-4 times a year, but when it did - they put a curfew if it was 3+ inches :-P
love it!
happy autumn!!
"Infrequent whispers of a moody sky"
Just this one line is exquisite.
Lovely poem.
@Radha, Mystic Rose: Thanks!
damn the west coast :). visually stimulating poem!
@Ankit: Thanks! Maybe you should move to the west coast too :-)
love autumn. love spring - actually love all seasons.
beautifully put
@San: Thanks for the comment and thanks for stopping by as well.
wonderful
Kau
@Kau: Thanks.
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