Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Autumn Remember

A   L   O   H   A  !


 In Autumn I remember
 being a kid back in the old neighborhood;
Riding my bicycle 
through the quiet streets.
Sounds of Nature: 
 Winds, Birds, Leaves, a Stream
punctuated 
by the whoosh of a lone car,
 or purr of propeller plane.







 How I longed to grow elsewhere
to clink glasses with bright people
in tall, bright cities.











 But this Autumn I Remember and Long
to pass again those quiet empty streets 
late in Afternoon,
past houses of families I know
while a thousand leaves Tambourine at once.










 A crow caws.

Wind crescendos like an important Becoming
heralded by moving, grand cloud shadows
all somehow felt inside. 













I would like to be that little person again
long enough to tell:
"Don't worry.
 Enjoy, Savor.
Don't miss a precious flavor
of your perfect Days.



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                    Warmly, cloudia



29 comments:

  1. like those colors of the island's Autumn.

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  2. incredible skies!

    I have had a hard time getting on your blog, I think I figured out the problem
    it's on my side

    missed you!

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  3. Never thought of returning to a past that's gone. I have memory but to actually want to go back...naw I think I need to stay right where I am. Waiting for the nows,(<mirror image of the hated near future)and preparing for the then to be.

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  4. such a lovely contemplative post,

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  5. i would like to be that little person again as well...the smells and sounds of autumn...love them....it was simpler then...

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  6. Funny you should say that Cloudia, quite often when it's a rainy sort of day and I'm driving about, the smell of the rain makes me think about Africa in the rainy season, when I was a teenager and everything seemed so exciting..!

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  7. I know exactly what you mean. Funny how it is when these memories come dancing in, one must seize them and hop back on that bike and ride, and ride and ride. It was my most favorite thing to do, growing up, and yet today. Enjoy your day of sweet autumness waiting around every turn-Karen

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  8. a propeller plane .. wow .. i don't remember that but i do remember how less frantic life was

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  9. great memories! i'd love to be that little person again, too!

    a big alohaaa!!
    xoxo

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  10. '...while a thousand leaves Tambourine at once.'

    that is such a great description of Autumn!

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  11. this was beautiful. i get melancholy and homesick for 'home', too in fall.

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  12. Great cloudy skies with beautiful colors.

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  13. Beautiful poetry. It comes straight from you heart and touches mine. Makes me remember those autumn days, before I went into the world.

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  14. Always a pleasure fun filled experience coming to visit you here

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  15. Ah, but you do remind us, with every post, every picture. You open windows here, and we see a bigger, clearer world than before.
    Thanks, Cloudia.

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  16. As Lana grows better, I begin to savor more. Savored the sun beaming through the trees this morning. Smiled at the warmth and light.

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  18. It is the smallest of things which bring the magic of remembrance to my mind. Thank you so much for the reminders you have posted here.

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  20. Yes, autumn is always a bit like May, creating.

    So miss it over here. Thank you. Please have you all a wonderful Wednesday.

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  21. Amazing flower. Looks like it'd hurt to step on it. DrumMajor

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  22. You ROCK! The skies have it---ar ar!

    Thanks sis for your Consistency, and the wonderful Immunizations you give us against boredom!!!!

    J

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  23. I so like what you're saying here. The seasons take their shape, and we shape them.

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  24. What a beautiful post Cloudia!!! The pictures are just awesome!! xo
    Jeanne

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  25. How I longed to grow elsewhere to clink glasses with bright people in tall, bright cities.

    This is where I could all sorts of mean but true things about the small town I inhabit like Jane Goodall observing chimps.

    But I'll be nice and just wish I could hang out in some bright city.

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  26. hi Cloudia, this is beautiful and sweet. thanks, sp

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