Autumn brilliance beckons
quiet walks feed my soul.
Chain link fence meant to impede
gives pause.
Adorned by copper hued leaves
between and through metal links,
the mundane
turned stained glass window.
I sigh . . .
before walking on.
Written for Tuesday Poetics at dVerse where today, Sarah asks us to write a 3 to 12 line poem choosing one group of three words from a list she provides. I chose feed-copper-quiet.
SO INTERESTING! Each group of three words marks an actual place in England (feed-copper=quiet is the exact location of the National Art Gallery in London). Sarah tells us “The developers of what3words have divided the whole world into 3 metre squares and allocated each of them a combination of 3 words. The idea is that if you are lost and in need of help, you can use these words to pinpoint your location exactly.” I went to the site and found the three words that pinpoint exactly where I live. Interesting concept! Our poem is just to use the three words – it does not have to incorporate the actual place the words refer to in the mapping scheme.
Photo taken on a BC walk in Andover, MA.
BC means Before Covid — as in last fall.
lillian the home poet 
I love that stained glass window image. Once you’ve seen it, you can’t un-see it! This is so autumnal in its wistfulness. The melancholy season.
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Thank you, Sarah. So glad you enjoyed it. This is one of my most favorite autumn photos I’ve ever taken. Glad to have the opportunity to write about it!
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I like how you describe that walk… it seems to me, that is what I keep doing… walking around the neighborhood… and you truly see things like this.
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Exactly! And now, in these Covid days when my husband and I are no longer taking public transportation (we do not own a car) we are limited to the area in Boston around where we live, as far as our feet will take us. We’ve seen and noticed so much more about our neighborhood through these months….and watch geese lay eggs, sit on them, hatch them, seen goslings tottering and turned into gangly legged geese still following their folks. Walking is exercise but so much more!
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Such a gorgeous photo to complement your poem, Lill! ‘Autumn brilliance beckons’ is a fanfare of an opening line with the brassy alliteration on ‘b’. I love how the ‘Chain link fence meant to impede’ turns the ‘copper hued leaves’ into a stained-glass window.
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Thank you, Kim. It truly is one of my most favorite times of the year! 🙂
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Mine too!
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Haha! We were drawn to the same place. Beautiful Lillian!
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I’m also very taken with the stain glass image. There have been some fantastic colours so far this year.
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Autumnal perfection, lovely image, and wonderful use of the 3 words. Must be interesting to be without wheels. Do you at least have a cart for groceries?
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After reading your poem, the leaves look like beautiful prisoners behind the fence. May the winds release them soon to dance in the sky.
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Like the use of chain link fence meant to impede. Reminds me that even though this time of year is meant to be beautiful it is also growing stark, with winter on the way. Oh dear!
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Beautiful! I love the mundane turned stain glass window. Nature does that.
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Stunning pic to accompany your delightful poem … what an interesting concept, 3 words!
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This is such a beautifully melancholic poem, Lillian! I sincerely hope we return to normalcy and that Covid dissipates soon 💝💝
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Their colors are beautiful, like stained window glass. I am glad we chose the same 3 words Lillian. Happy autumn days!!
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This was a visual treat coupled with a beautiful poem. Bravo, Lillian!
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Beautifully done Lillian, I love that photo too.
Pat
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This kind of beauty can never really be chained, however much people try, as long as we continue to see it!
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kaykuala
Chain link fence
meant to impede
gives pause
That seems the direction imposed by the new normal. It cannot be a freeway as before. There are obstacles along the way and we have to make choices. Good thinking Lillian!
Hank
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The image of a stained glass window. That is gorgeous!
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Very beautiful ❤
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Giving pause for a quiet moment of awe and thanks in outdoor chapel…lovely, Lillian!
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Your poem is perfect for the experience, creating an unforgettable image.
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Love the stained glass effect!
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Really great content !
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