Autumn Passage

Autumn Passage


Azured skies give way to gray;
Billowy clouds have gone away.
Crimson and gold tint the trees.
Days are shorter and the breeze
Extracts what little heat is left.
Fall has passed. I feel bereft.
Gone are the lazy summer days;
Here, only my memory still plays
In glowing fields of daffodils.
Jonquils, wild upon the hills,
Kaffir Lilies, bold and bright,
Like flowing rivers in the light
Meander aimlessly, it seems.
Now, they sleep in quiet dreams
Of dancing once more in sunbeams.
Patiently, beneath dry grasses,
Quietly, until time passes,
Returning them to their glory.
Such is their never-ending story.
Tristful

full of sadness; sorrowful

days now lie ahead
Until, as I arise from bed
Viewing a new world of allure,
White and clean and pure.
Xanthic

pale yellow

light now reveals
Yawning stretches and conceals
Zealously

ardently active, devoted, or diligent

what's yet to be.

Notes:
An entry for December 17 of "A Poem A Day Contest"  [E]
Prompt(s) Used: Prompt 3 ~ Rhymed
Prompt 3: Write an Abecedarian Poem. Abecedarian is an acrostic poem where the alphabet is spelled out vertically from the first letter of each line starting from A to Z. No rhyme or meter is required.

Line count: 26

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Ken