Outside My Window

Altered picture. Base picture found on vacationhomeinteriors.com

Autumn gilds the pattern of her skirt
shirrs her bodice made of sky and clouds
her new-for-winter hat, a snowy white egret

her amber eyes a dream of other falls
when trance beguiled; when love felt gold,
more so than silk brocade, heavier than its threads

trimmed in lace that formed through rocks
jewels in the stream sparkled like a diadem
her rivers carried promises shared with stars

wind heard in distant bells
gongs deep as wells or tinkles of a sleigh in snow
perhaps a whisper murmured low, “not long to go”

Autumn fades at last from gold to gray
remembered, though, those perfect days

© Gay Reiser Cannon * All Rights Reserved

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52 thoughts on “Outside My Window

  1. A gorgeously cascading poem– beautifully crafted, Gay. I loved especially–

    Autumn gilds the pattern of her skirt
    shirrs her bodice made of sky and clouds
    her new-for-winter hat, a snowy white egret

    her amber eyes a dream of other falls
    when trance beguiled; when love felt gold,
    more so than silk brocade, heavier than its threads…

    gorgeous musicality in this poem. xxxxj http://parolavivace.blogspot.com .

  2. After Autumn of life is over, expected winter drifts in, and cold, cold. That is how I now interpret your beautifully worded piece, Gay.

    I have not been to your place in a long time it seems. Reading this post–I do not know why! Thank You!
    PEACE!

    • Thanks Arron. Though I’ve left the surreal here, staying very much in the “imagist” framework. I pared the original of at least one word in each line. I think I’ve reduced the adjectives to four counting the hyphenated words as one adjective. I don’t count snowy white as that’s the name of the bird as opposed to the white egret which has different plumage.

  3. Really nicely written. I really enjoyed your illustration, one that carried an exceptionally apt tone, beautiful language and rich imagery. Thanks

    • Thanks it’s cobbled together. Part of it was a tree, part of it things from a home decorating site. I had a dormer window when I was a young girl and it felt like a tree house. I think back when I was learning to read and the leaves changed outside that window. I wanted this exact effect. I always illustrate AFTER I write my poem, not before.

  4. Autumn fades at last from gold to gray..

    Really lovely – it reads musically and softly. This line above makes me smile as I am thinking of no longer coloring my hair and letting the gray just happen.

  5. Lovely images of the season changing…you described it so beautifully.

    These lines are lovely:

    her amber eyes a dream of other falls
    when trance beguiled; when love felt gold,
    more so than silk brocade, heavier than its threads

  6. Such quiet beauty, Gay : ) Absolutely loved the entire piece, but like Heaven, I really loved:

    “her amber eyes a dream of other falls
    when trance beguiled; when love felt gold,
    more so than silk brocade, heavier than its threads”

    To me, the reflection of the ‘golden age’ of her love…really beautiful….*sniff, sniff : )*
    -Eva

  7. Exquisite! This is poetry at its best. The beautiful and colorful imagry you conjure is soul satisfying…how I would love to spend time in that cozy window seat and write as you do! Lovely work, Gay!

  8. My favorite season, and you depicted it with wonderful wording that took me back through the years and memories of autumns past.

    “…her amber eyes a dream of other falls
    when trance beguiled; when love felt gold,”

    I love these lines. Simply beautiful!

  9. The musk-rose in Keats’ autumnal hymn has a lovely, lively scent here Gay, not as heady as spring’s but carrying still enough of that faint note to open the windows wide to this view. Loved the personifications of a season in fullness just before the fade. – Brendan

  10. Lovely evocation of your autumn! I enjoyed the clothing metaphor, sustained just long enough, and then the shift into the sounds, and the final summing up. A beautifully realised piece, and seeming so effortless! 🙂

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