Loose Leaf Notes

Colleen, I am very glad to come here from Michele to be the first one to read this very vivid poem.

That picture is breathtaking.

I like the whole poem but especially liked the third stanza.

beautiful! thanks for sharing both the poem and the photo! so nice to visit here again. ;)

I need to say this over and over this weekend. Love the flow and the thought of a conversation when did you think of it when you woke up??

The poem was triggered by Fred at Fragments From Floyd asking "What does fall smell like?" http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/2007/10/28/a-sense-of-fall/#comments Instead of smelling, I found myself listening. I'm going to put the link on the front page.

Another wonderful poem Colleen. Do you know that you are singlehandedly renewing my interest in poetry? I have so many books of selected poems by some of the greatest poets through the ages, but they've been sitting there collecting dust. And your poems are inspiring me to get more familiar with poetry. It's always intimidated me somehow. Don't know why. Maybe it was the way they taught it to us in school, all about the technique and very little about the actual... poetry of it.
That being said, I posted several excerpts of my novel in progress on my other blog: fifty thousand words: the shameful blog of shlock o' block prose. In the latest installment, I have Francesca reading Beaudelaire, who is one of her heroes. I just want to include one poem (or two, but that may or may not come from my own hand). I'm not expecting you to write something new of course! I'll be more than happy to use something from your archives. Let me know what you think.

p.s. I hope you don't take offense at the blog name, I certainly am not referring to your beautiful poetry!

Fall is a very poetry-inspiring season, don't you think? You and Fred do it very well, thanks for the link.

I can see how autumn would be so inspiring with all the spendid colors. Very nice poem Colleen.

So often, poets jumble incompatible words together that fight for meaning when combined... but this verse...

The sun tips its pool
on a chatter of trees
wading in flooded light

Just lovely. A chatter of trees. Brilliant.
~S

Michele sent me over, though I've visited already today, Beautiful poem. Hope it's warmer on your side of the Parkway!

Absolutely perfect!

Really beautiful, Colleen. I love the line about paper canoes.

I love fall too. I did a post on thursday about the season. It's my favorite. Wonderful imagery.

Wonderful piece Colleen. I was just thinking about you and Michele had the good sense to send me over to see you!

Hope all is well.

LOVELY Poem and Beautiful Beautiful Picture of the fantastic leaves....Such a wonder, this color that comes in the fall...!

Ohh, the first line grabs my attention! Very nice poem and such beautiful autumn images the words bring forth. :-)

hummm, lovely. Those last two lines are particularly striking.

One season, perfectly captured. Beautifully done, as always, Colleen.

A lovely poem, Colleen. It certainly evoked a feeling and sense of autumn for me. I particularly liked the third part about the "fleet of leaves like paper canoes." Wonderful!

Perfect..I can feel and see thius.