I have to admit, I’m surprised I wrote this.
As I mentioned earlier this week, I’ve been extremely busy lately. Between the voiceover biz, my children’s writing, taking care of the kids, and helping my wife market her new business venture, I’ve barely had time to blink. (In fact, I’m considering scheduling my blinks to make sure I have time for them)
The reason I mention this is I’ve had this photo, taken by my daughter, Katherine, sitting in my computer for awhile now. She took it in November 2010 – and the poor photo has been waiting patiently for me to write a poem about it. I’m not sure why it took me so long – I just finished editing it (for now) last night – but I’m glad I can finally give it some life! And yes, I realize we’re nowhere near autumn at this point – but I thought it might be nice to share my most recent poem with you, anyway.
Message to Autumn
Come, come, my friend, it’s getting late;
your leaves have turned and lie in wait.
Give up your faded, lifeless fate –
Old Man Winter’s at the gate.
© 2014, Matt Forrest Esenwine
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Great poem, Matt– love the “voice” and especially that last line. Really like the photograph too.
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You’ve captured the mood of the photo perfectly in your poem, Matt. Amazed that you have time to blog again with everything else going on. Hey, was that another blink?
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Thank you both! And Jama, I’m not sure that was a true blink – it might have been just an involuntary twitch.
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How about a wink? 😉
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Might be a wink!
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Love the way you’ve captured the essence of your daughter’s photo, Matt–very nice!
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Thanks, Buffy!
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Nice to hear the welcome, but since it’s snowing again, I wish to say goodbye instead. I like the rhythm and voice, Matt. And, nice that you posted, know it’s been a long few months that were challenging.
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Thanks, Linda – there’ll be some more challenging weeks to come, as I am set to have surgery at the end of March!
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The image looks great (and the poem too!). Hope winter is being kind to you. 🙂
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I’m with Linda, ready to show Mr. Winter to the gate and say goodbye!
Best luck with your surgery — heal fast!
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Thank you both!
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Love your daughter’s picture and your little ditty. I think we are all ready to kick winter out of the garden!
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Thanks, Margaret – I know I am!
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Hey Matt, Thanks for the post. I really like the mood/tone of your poem. Excellent work.
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Oh, thank you, Joy! I appreciate it.
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