Farewell Glows

Cherry

By Rhiannonw

Thu, 06 Nov 2025
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Autumn patchwork splashes spread
glows of orange, spills of red
on background – some still brightest green,
denuded branches shapely seen,
and splattered carpet down below
crisped by breeze, but soon to go
mixing in the mud to feed
the springtime growth of autumn seed.

 

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Comments

Submitted by insertponceyfre... on

Some of the Autumn colour is glorious isn't it? Almost all my leaves have gone now though - it's been very windy here. Thank you for this lovely reminder Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

thank you. Yes, I was especially struck by the contrast about a fortnnight ago when some leaves were really deep red and others on the tree still a lovely green in the autumn garden of a local wood. Actually the photo of a leaf carpet was from last year. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you for the cherries. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Starfish Girl on

You say a lot in a few words beautifully put. Colours seem to have lasted well this year

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

thank you. Lots of fruit too it seems. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Ivan the OK-ish on

'And soon to go' - You capture the transitoriness of the seasons and life in general so well.

ITOI

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks for appreciation! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

You brighten up the season with your poem and photos Rhiannon.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Jenny. Appreciate that. Rhiannon

 

Submitted by GlosKat on

Twenty years ago when I moved into my cottage, the only colour in my garden at this time of year would have been the leaves on the cherry treees and the flaming brightness of the scarlet and orange berries on the pyracantha.  

Today, I also have the blues of campanula, geraniums, plumbago and veronica, the yellow of sedum, the orange of marigolds, the purple of wigelia and fuchsia, the lilac of budleia and the pink of a solitary, determined rose. It's a riot of colour - in November !

Climate change is obviously a terrible thing for the planet, but it does bring small gifts.

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, it sounds lovely special for the time of year. We much appreciate when unexpected, like we appreciate so much when things appear one by one after the winter. Its nice to read how you notice and appreciate and love each one! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Great poem Rhiannon! "mixing in the mud to feed" sad but true, but why? The circle of life, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Keep well! Tom

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thanks, Tom. Such lovely displays often though,  before the leaves fall to feed the earth and growth!

and you are well inot spring I suppose 'down south'! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Tom Brown on

Yes, Summer in South Africa, And

It never rains but it pours! Tom

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

!!

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

I like the rushing feeling the rhythm of your poem brings, just like the swift changes - in colour, and how many leaves are left, and temperature every day at this time of year. And your words are wonderful, too - I love "crisped by breeze"

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Thank you, Di, for your careful reading as usual and thougtful comments. Rh