Autumn Musing

Over the pst number of days todays poem has taken a number of different formations, theme and style. It has been a time where my often wandering mind, picks up its cap and takes to wandering aimless and often pointless.

This is where todays poem can be seen and indeed found to also be wandering aimless, If this is what you find from todays poem, then you are on the correct path. On one path one finds what was actually seen on one of many walks, whilst on another it is ones mind that often takes flight to sift through what may feel like a lot of junk thoughts within a mind , all waiting for release or waiting on a form of creation in which to rest on.

This is where the poem rests, all would be correct from above, where in a world that rushes by without cause to thinking of those struggling on a day, that such a poem takes the same form as it were, a combination of thoughts, visions , sights seen etc all combine with a mind doing a form of junk removal as it were.

In some ways it may resemble a form of Restless Hyperactive mind spring cleaning in autums… All out of sorts but still making headway and I hope it also makes sence in turn.

ABOUT CHANGE IN POETIC STYLE etc:

In terms of the Poem and style / Form, I have been using over the past few poems, It has a deliberate style in mind, each stanza has or should have 25 syllables with aa bb type rhyming. This is something I settled on while moving through poetic styles etc. I like to play about with a variety of styles in poetry all with a mind to find styles that fit well with me and what I write on.

I welcome any thoughts on these at any time, but I know many will understand the desire to play about with such style in a public way.

Having said all of this: Please enjoy todays Poem:


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Autumn Musing



Here I stand in the meadows,
As the autumn sun nature knows,
Matching colours there,
For one sees it clear.


Rivers sparkle like jewels,
Changing silence with no rules,
Before hearing a sound,
Debris run aground


At the waters edge one sat,
Bathing her feet with no chat,
From passers by who sigh,
Here I did her spy.


Her toes resting in waters,
Coldly she ignored walkers,
Who wander by clueless,
That she was shoeless.


This provided a distraction,
For this lazy attraction,
As I wandered lost in muse,
Such strange news.


Wandering minds in Autumn muse,
Change direction and lose,
Where to begin again,
No gain without strain.


Tossed and bent by the wind,
All within feels pinned,
Unable to move or hit a groove,
Stand this time and prove.


Within the test of time,
Thoughts almost drowning in slime,
 Thinking straight gone astray,
Waiting e’er to now stay.



© Pat Fitzgerald 2023


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