Sonnet
To Love
in Autumn...
Sonnet
CCXLVII
Leaves
rustle softly o'erhead and all 'round,
As gently plyed by playful breezes' mere
Sweet touch that teases slightly there and here,
Now making their dear shadows on the ground
Dance daintily; th'air wafting varied sounds,
From Blue Jays' cries or crickets' merry cheer,
To soto voce geese threats and honks near
Across on t'other lawn, with life abounds.
A feast for ears and eyes surrounds, the skies
Half-powder-azure mirrored on the lake,
Where light in diamonds glitters by wind's sighs,
While golden sunshine's graces seem to make
The green grass richer; Autumn's myriad dyes
Blessed in that glow rouse Love, his thirst to slake.
Sonnet
CCXLVIII
O Love,
drink deeply, slake thy thirst where glows
The golden light through Autumn's charms, ere night
Of Winter's colourless bare chill affright
Thee, burying life 'til spring renew, or snows
Though delicate, pursue thy steps. Fall shows
Most brilliant, myriad dyes 'fore Winter's blight,
In oranges, and vermilions, ochres bright,
Greens, tans, maroons and purples life o'erflows.
With Indian Summer's touch and tender airs,
Afresh the songbirds greet, amidst the feast
All now resounds (ere silence tread), and wears
Its gayest trim. Here romance seems increased
To heights ne'er tasted in the spring. Thy lairs,
Love, captivate most just before they're ceased.
Sonnet
CCXLIX
Love
captivates most just before he's ceased
To draw the longing heart with dearest lures:
Translucent Maple leaves when wind bestirs
To dainty dance with fellows in the least
Light overhead enchant; the visual feast
As rainbow hues abound, though harbingers
Of death and Winter's sure approach, deters
The gloom with cheerfulest displays released.
Ah Love, thy scent is ev'rywhere in fall,
A pungent, spicy smell, yet seems to play
As well in all that now delights, a call
Who can resist? Drink, slake thy thirst, and stay
In thy bouquets' abundance and enthrall
The dread of Winter's death, 'til Spring array.
