Autumn is such a muse…many poets have written hundreds of poems for this season,to me it symbolizes both a farewell and a hello,it depends on how we perceive it I guess and that’s why it serves as a great prompt for writing poems,this was written last year on my Blogger blog,I thought I’ll start Autumn with this poem here,I’ll be writing a few more posts for it is my most favourite season for the memories I have of autumn in Japan,though in India where I live now it is subtle.
Which is your favourite season and what does autumn mean to you,a beginning or an end?
by sensuous lips
whispering sweet lullabies
A continuous tide
of times gone by
captured inside her eyes
Unlike autumn leaves
in vain she tries
her whispers unheard
thick fog of distance hinders
in silence she cries
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A prompt is a line or lines,a word,a picture that is used by a poet as inspiration to write,like an exercise,here the first two stanzas were the prompt from my friend whose poems you can read at https://inkinthewell.wordpress.com , the last two stanzas were written by me,together this makes a collaboration.