Seasons songs

Golden my streets
but it won't be for long
for though sweet are my words
quite short is my song
They look lovely right now
when the sunshine is bright
but lacklustre in rain
and leaden at night

And as winter creeps in
my songs peter out
for I run out of lyrics
with gusto to shout
and my golden turns grey
as the music it dies
for instead of the carpet
hard frost often lies

But there's always a promise
of new music to come
and though golden my fade
when autumn is done
Winter's fine voice
waits there in the wings
and it won't be too long
'til her new song she sings

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Garden fade

I stole some summer's magic
kept it back a while to hold
to rekindle momentarily at least
these days when fades the gold

All too soon I'll be forgotten
as lacklustre my waste is laid
and the sun will stay hidden
til come the winters' fade

I'm resigned of course, it happens
every year around this time
as to slumber once more I return
and with all that I am fine

As underneath there's promise
hidden now but all too soon
returning me to glory
as you will see next June

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

One II

2 of 12 in the Jemverse series ’12 months V’

One for the first day now of October
and I thinks the summer's now ended
as although there's a warmth remaining we have
now the woodsmoke of autumn befriended

There's a change in the air and a lacklustre feel
of the green in the trees all around
and a hint of the gold and the treasure we'll find
with the new crunch of leaves on the ground

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Normality

It's a first for me today
no trains for quite time
not since the first lockdown
have I braved the ridden line

And yet today to Worthing
I must venture yet again
for my first day in an office
and a journey on a train

So I'm taking all precaution
best foot forward and the rest
to make the day enjoyable
my safety to invest

And I know that it will all be fine
despite the butterflies
that I've now got in my tummy
which I guess is no surprise

So Shoreham station here I come
to travel on a train
and take another step to bring
normality again

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Jemaiku II (change)

There's a change coming this week
apprehension looms
something there of the unknown
tinged with excitement
and fortune favours the bold
so there I will tread

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

A ‘Jemaiku’ is a poetic form of my own design; a six-line non-rhyming stanza with a syllabic sequencing of 7,5,7,5,7,5

Not quite turning

There's promise in the Western sky
this morning here I think
for as the sun begins to rise
he's tipped me here a wink

No letting go to cooler times
not yet and not today
as we cling on to summer
though the Fall's not far away

I say that as there's fragrance
yet subtle but still there
of woodsmoke and the turning
of the season in the air

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Tri-haiku XXXII – Time’s passage

The last of the month
where has February gone?
already it’s March

But no complaints here
for summer’s ever closer
Warmer daytime soon

Coupled with new growth
Springtime around the corner
with grass now greener

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

A nod to summer

And though the darkness now appears
earlier each day
it’s good to see the summer lights
still twinkle here I’d say
For even though it’s cooler now
they speak of pleasure past
and keeps the memory intact
ensuring it will last

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

To the woods

To the woods in the rain
To sit by the fire
And warm up my hands in the dry
The sound of the drops
As it hammered down lots
And the summer hurried on by

To the woods in the rain
As autumn came fast
And the air turned cooler and grey
But the flames took a hold
To keep out the cold
And lifted my spirits to play

To the woods in the rain
With woodsmoke around
Providing a fragrance sublime
And we all drank it up
As it re-filled our cup
To savour just like a good wine

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

Autumn II

The door out to the garden
Is closed now every day
As it’s too chilly otherwise
I’m rather sad to say
Gone are the days of summer
When warmth allowed us to
Keep doors and windows open
To let warm breezes through

Now we’re resigned to Autumn
And the cooler days it brings
Even though the sunshine still
Has some warmer flings
But mostly we watch as the green
Slowly fades away
As autumn settles in
And begins to have its say

©Jemverse

Photo – Jempics

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