We met on the Crossing

Goldfinch60 By Goldfinch60, 23rd Oct 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1ip4ko7i/
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Inspired by a coincidence. At our August meeting of the U3A poetry group two of the ladies came in together and mentioned that they had met on the crossing; I said “There must be a poem in that”. The subject for the next meeting was to Autumn – hence this poem.

Poetry

We met on the Crossing
September 2012.



We met on the crossing quite by chance;
She was coming from Spring.

Her hot, yellow breath keeping us warm
During those last few months.
The green, freshness of spring
Changed by her warming rays.

Her long, long hot days,
Changing the colours to straw.
The occasional silver of rain
Coating the ground with new grass.

We met on the crossing quite by chance;
And I was going to Winter.

My cool, shortening days , warning of winter.
Leading the way from reds and oranges,
To the whites and browns.
And the long black nights soon to come.

But this is my time, the crisp frosty mornings,
Her cool yellow breath leading the way
Into the rich colours so varied and bright
That make me so loved by all.

We met on the crossing quite by chance;
The place where Summer found Autumn.

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Autumn, Crossing, Spring, Summer, Winter

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author avatar Goldfinch60
I have been writing poetry for a few years now and use it as a release for all types of feelings. I do not follow any set rules poetry as I find I cannot get the feeling correct if I use the rules.

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