The Gleaning of October
Gold rush strike
in late afternoon
A black crow cries out
The sun tips its pool
on a chatter of trees
wading in flooded light
A fleet of leaves
like paper canoes
are whisked upstream
by a dash of wind
Whispered secrets
are shushed away
in the hurry of days
growing shorter
________Colleen Redman, rewrite / Poets and Storytellers United
October 13th, 2023 12:20 am
I love the image of ‘A fleet of leaves
like paper canoes’ Here the days are getting longer in October
October 13th, 2023 12:21 am
The sun tipping its pool on a chatter of trees and secrets shushed away… such beautiful images!!!
October 13th, 2023 1:27 am
Deliciously immediate and sensual!
October 13th, 2023 6:15 am
This piece of writing shines like a jewel. The imagery is melancholy, poignant and lovely.
October 13th, 2023 1:07 pm
Autumn’s tongue whispering winter feels… How I love it! Also, what Rosemary said.
October 14th, 2023 8:04 pm
I love those October Loose Leaves!! Both when they’re blowing and when the have settled in an unbothered pile. You brought to mind quickly to a pile of leaves caught in a pile behind a street bench. And the trail of those leaves who didn’t make it, clumped or along on the sidewalk.
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October 14th, 2023 8:32 pm
Here are some memories of those London walks with the October leaves. I’ll never forget this one, it does leave my mind until a call. Sending it to you did bring it for me. BTW, I searched my blog for “bench”, there others that came with it.
http://jimmiehov6.blogspot.com/2014/01/friday-challeng.html
This is for you, you don’t need to post as a comment.
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October 16th, 2023 7:26 pm
Every image here is so exquisitely beautiful and nostalgic. Feel like going back in time
October 17th, 2023 8:11 am
A dash of wind? That’s much kinder than the ‘moving air’ I chose to write about this week. Loved your paper canoe leaves…
October 21st, 2023 2:46 pm
perfect description of October. you have captured its wayward ways.