Showing posts with label autumn poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumn poem. Show all posts

Thursday, September 15, 2022

Ripe

















An Autumn Equinox Poem

© 2022 by Joyce Mason

 

I fall off the tree

full of myself

so ripe my essence overflows

oozes back to Earth.

I cannot dam my seeping vitality.

I am the chasing arrows of cosmic creation.

 

I am fullness bearing my own fruit.

I am the autumn of my life,

the autumn of every life cycle,

I am the juice of my own potential.

I will not miss this bloated moment,

fullness over-the-top.

To miss it is to rot,

to cycle without harvest

to stifle everything I can be:

a magical explosion of me-a-tivity.

 

~~~

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Sunday, September 17, 2017

Goddess Save the Queen!



An Autumn Equinox Poem

© 2017 by Joyce Mason


You come on leaves gently blowing
air crisping
grapes ripening
carousel colors streaming
rich shades cavorting
sounds whispering the gestation of snowflakes.

You are sensuous, ripe, bounty.
Your grand entrance, fashionably on time
same time each year
long awaited
a lover returning from the Other Seasons
and the Other Side
too long gone
outshining the other times of year
not meaning to.

Queen Libra, gentle figurehead
of ardor and fairness
grant me sanctuary
for the one month
I feel at home
in the Monarchy of Love, Beauty,
Sweetness and Connection
Balanced by your Golden Scales.
I lean in for the Kiss of Venus.

~~~

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Friday, September 21, 2012

Equinox Poem: “Autumn Me”


 
© 2012 by Joyce Mason
All Rights Reserved




Cool breezes call me
to the autumn of my soul
farmer’s market of inner bounty
so overdone;
it’s almost obscene.
Colors so wanton
they put rainbows to shame.

I drink it all in
from gourds of change
smell the fall flowers of my bloom.
Flashbacks come
vibrant as the market scene
and leaves starting to burnish.


Déjà-vu: I see who
I was last winter
the seeds of becoming
planted in spring
the summer growth
and now, the yield.

I yield to my ripeness
bow to the Libra Sun
the new balance in my being
until I shed my autumn leaf skin
for winter hibernation
become another New Me
once more
nature’s loving 
recycling loop.

Autumn is Me in Living Color
bursting with the courage
and accomplishment
of another year of living
from life’s full
palette of possibilities.

~~~


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Friday, September 23, 2011

Semi-Circle/Autumn Equinox




© 2011 by Joyce Mason
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Turning point:
leaves
floating
changing
Cardinal reds
breeze cooling

Inside myself
I harvest
the learning
another year’s growing
reaping my sowing

mourning the loss
of beauty peaking
just before dying
comfort seeking
trusting rebirth
 
the circle completing
another half-turn
come Spring:
“To everything …”


~~~

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