Autumn Dancer
Her Autumn feet now flash across the floor.
She spreads her limbs and trembles in her flight.
She moves and sways like never did before.
Her frost now fails to dim against the light.
Escaped, bronze leaf trips to her heart’s delight.
She swirls in madness for that love expressed
before her waltz is over-shrouded white;
her silken gown so many hues have kissed.
Oh, leap, bright Autumn kick your heels and run
for moments come when you must take your leave.
Race past the gasp of summer’s misty sun.
Become that woman: golden, garnet Eve.
Bold Autumn, bravely does your glow entrance:
so delicate your step; so brief your dance.
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Always impressed with poets who can pull off this form. Well done.
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Oh wow, this is so lovely! What a beautifully written piece Jackie! And, like LaTonya, I’m in awe of poets who can write in iambic pentameter. I’m so glad you chose to link up with the Speakeasy this week. 🙂
One nit-picky editor’s note: you must use the prompt line exactly as it’s written, so your last line in your first stanza should begin with the instead of her.
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wow this was just gorgeous!! and fantastic use of the prompts.
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What a beautiful poem! You are very talented.
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Wow! my first win. It feels good! Thank you, all. Some really interesting, talented flash/prose writers on Speakeasy. Lots of talent here to read and learn from if you like to write.
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