Wednesday, October 9, 2013

"Song for October"

Song for October

Now singing colors chord their trumpet tones,
And maples make bright music up the hill,
The brook runs amber over polished stones,
The pond is deeper than the sky, and still.
Come the late wagons rumbling down the lane,
Freighted with pumpkins, cabbages, and corn,
Wheeling the dust into a golden rain,
Leaving behind the ravished fields forlorn.

Sweet summer is again a memory,
And lyric April a lost fairy story,
This is the season of the singing tree,
The winding horn of Autumn's ambient glory.

Only my love for you with Autumn glows
Yet keeps the pattern of the budding rose.

Pg. 248  "The Book of Stillmeadow"  Gladys Taber


Sylvia said...

Like the poem.

Stacy @ Sweethearts + Sweet Tarts said...

Are these your photos, Tessa? They are absolutely beautiful October scenes! Great post!

~~louise~~ said...

Gorgeous clicks, Tessa. And that poem, oh my, perfect for this time of year!

Thank you so much for sharing...

Anonymous said...

totally the feel of fall and all its unique beauty!
Beth P

Anonymous said...

Hi Tessa,
thanks for stopping by and leaving me your sweet comment! :D
To change the subject to a positive I wanted to ask you if I could copy your little quote on books being the only true magic - to put on my sidebar of my blog?
Hugs and enjoy your weekend my sweet blogging sister :D
Beth P