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Re: Lanetay
This could be read as a metaphor, indeed. Though Spring isn't magic in the looks department... 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 29, 2016 at 11:37 PM
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Re: shobana
Thank you, shobana. Isn't it something that we feel those things? 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 29, 2016 at 7:21 AM
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Absolutely precious. Yes I feel those emotions of the petals and leaves once adorned and loved for their beauty and the emotions that stirred at its loss.
posted by
shobana
on September 29, 2016 at 5:55 AM
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Re: chuck_ibrahim
Thank you, Chuck. And thanks for stopping by. I appreciate it. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 10:36 PM
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Wonderful imagery 
Thanks for sharing
posted by
Chuck_E_Ibrahim
on September 28, 2016 at 10:24 PM
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Re: Re: Re: Aba
How true you speak. That is, after all, part of the innate humanity in each of us. And for that, for our humanity as something above our most base level, I am glad. Thank you.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 9:27 PM
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Re: Re: Aba
That you did not read Hopkins's poem before, I could well see. But then pathos is pathos, after all. And there we are all one, I suppose.
posted by
anib
on September 28, 2016 at 9:09 PM
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Re: Nautikos
Thanks! And who d'ya think would be the one playin' it on the piana as a kiddie? Yep! Tis I. And why would I be usin' that title now? Because I had that same earworm... Sorry, but it's a catchy bug. I can't get rid of it. 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 8:38 PM
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Re: UKUSA
Thank you! How beautiful is that! 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 8:34 PM
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Re: UKUSA
Oh, dear... Yes, but there is nothing we can do.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 8:33 PM
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Re: Kabu
How nice she sang. So did my mom. Thank you, and I hope you can begin a winter garden, indoors, if you must, S. Sister.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 8:32 PM
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Re: WileyJohn
Thanks, and it is a little sad.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 8:30 PM
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RP
Very nice, but you've given me an earworm! I can't get rid of the tune to Thomas Moore's 'Tis the Last Rose of Summer...
posted by
Nautikos
on September 28, 2016 at 8:01 PM
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posted by
NocrossJustchristmas
on September 28, 2016 at 5:14 PM
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I have cried over plants and trees, too. Something almost sad
when the new season clears away the one color for the next
posted by
NocrossJustchristmas
on September 28, 2016 at 5:00 PM
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my Mother used to sing an old song. "Tis the last Rose of Summer' unfortunately her lovely voice had already " Gone with the Wind"
But your poem is lovely and I feel for my garden as it is closing down for the Winter months.
posted by
Kabu
on September 28, 2016 at 3:51 PM
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RPresta
You've described fall exactly as it is here too and you do it with such sad prettiness
posted by
WileyJohn
on September 28, 2016 at 3:15 PM
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I myself feel as if I'm a flower in autumn, losing my petals love.
posted by
BC-A
on September 28, 2016 at 3:10 PM
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Re: Lanetay
Dear Lanetay, I must say this little poem is not about my looks; it's about cycles... BUt thank you for the nice thought.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 2:07 PM
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Re: C_C_T
Well, I suppose they might, CC. AT least you felt it interesting as a poem. I appreciate you offer, but... LOL.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 2:04 PM
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Re: Aba
And what an exceptionally beatiful compliment. I do see the similarity, but had not read it before I wrote this. Pathos is pathos, I suppose... Thanks you, dear Aba.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 2:03 PM
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Re: FSI
WOW! Thank you for that, FSI.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 28, 2016 at 2:01 PM
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when the spring comes once more I am sure you will be more beautiful than before
posted by
Lanetay
on September 28, 2016 at 8:47 AM
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I guess if roses had feeling RP. They would probably feel how you described the year of the rose in your interesting poem. I would wheel you a barrowful of compost if you were nearer.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 28, 2016 at 7:23 AM
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A beautiful poem that captures so many emotions felt. Excellent.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on September 28, 2016 at 7:05 AM
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Bravo, dearest
What an exceptionally beautiful poem! Reminds me of "Margaret, are you grieving/Over Goldengrove unleaving?", the first line of G.M. Hopkins' poem, from 'Spring and Fall. This was composed by him while walking to catch a train for Liverpool, where he imagines a young girl Margaret who, upon seeing the golden autumnal leaves falling off the trees at Goldengrove where she came to play, is as sad for them as if they had been human. Your ideas are so matching in pathos with that of Hopkins's. Kudos, and very well done!
posted by
anib
on September 28, 2016 at 1:21 AM
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Re: Justi
So nice to hear that! I had meant to post it on the last day of summer, but couldn't. Thank you. I appreciate your compliments very much.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 27, 2016 at 10:35 PM
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Oh your work just talks for itself. It is so beautiful.
posted by
Justi
on September 27, 2016 at 10:16 PM
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