Colors of Tanglewood

"TREES"

I think that I shall never see

A Poem as lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest

Against the Earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,

And lifts her leafy arms to pray.

A tree that may in Summer wear

A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;

Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,

But only God can make a tree.

by Joyce Kilmer

AUTUMN GLORY

Today I saw such splendor
And heard the murmur of the trees
As I walked through autumn's glory,
Finding treasures in the leaves.

Through gold of elm and hackberry
And the firethorn's tawny shade,
While the maples added brilliance
Like bright banners on parade.

October brings fulfillment
To the promise of the spring.
Now the fields are ripe for harvest;
Indian summer reigns supreme.

All the land is paying tribute
To the summer's fruitful year;
It's the season of Thanksgiving
For autumn gifts garnered here

~~By Lela Meredith.~~

"Autumn"

The days of summer will soon be gone.
The season of Fall will begin. .
The trees will show beautiful
bright colored leaves,
we never know for how long.

The beauty of Autumn's a sight to behold,
the colors of yellow, red and gold.
No prettier sight will capture your eye
as you are traveling by.

The green leaves of summer will
begin to change,
as the nights begin to turn cold.
It's as if God painted each leaf
with colors so pretty and bold.

*Ziplo*
© copyright 2000

GOD'S GOLD

Oh, the glory of this autumn day,
When the trees unfold their gold!
Oh, how lifted is my spirit, Lord,
When such beauty I behold!

Like precious coins, each leaf holds on
Through sunshine, fog, or haze;
The memory of this rich display
Will warm my winter days.

~~By Helen Kitchell Evans.~~

WHO HAS SEEN THE WIND

Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you:
But when the leaves hang trembling
The wind was passing through.

Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I:
But when the trees bow down their heads
The wind is passing by.

~~By Christina Rossetti.~~

LEAVES OF AUTUMN

As summer turns to Autumn
The leaves begin to turn.
About God's love and beauty
This is the time to learn.

Just look outside your window
At colors bright and bold.
Leaves of red and orange and brown
And some look like pure gold.

You say you don't believe in God?
I say, how can you doubt?
When you go to your window
And simply just look out.

Outside my kitchen window
A tree grow's strong and tall.
It brings such joy and peace of mind
To watch leaves of Autumn fall.

It sways in winds but never falters.
And from it's pattern never alters.
It must be God no man can say
I made that tree to look that way.

The sun rays form a halo
Around that big strong tree.
And there's a voice that seem's to say
Look up and think of Me.

~~By Carrie Reger.~~

THE COLOURS OF AUTUMN

As I was walking down the street,
Something fell beside my feet.
I stopped and looked into the air,
Leaves were falling everywhere!
Brown, yellow, red, orange, gold, and green . . .
The colors of autumn;
An awesome scene!

~~By PocketStr.~~

"Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns."
~By George Eliot~

"Autumn is a second spring
When every leaf's a flower."
~by Albert Cames~

"Have patience. All things change in due time.
Wishing cannot bring autumn glory
or cause winter to cease."
~by Ginaly-li, Cherokee~

Nothing Gold Can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

by Robert Frost

MASTERWORKS

In Autumn when the leaves turn brown
And red and gold, they all fall down.
To paint a picture, oh so rare!
I know that God is there...

To mastermind His ebb and flow;
To stage His wondrous Autumn show,
To brush His skies with molten gold;
I watch His art unfold.

No grander sight could I behold:
These leaves of brown and red and gold.
But Winter bodes its icy chills
Upon the snow-clad hills.

In time the land, a living scene,
Comes bursting forth in savage green;
And I confront the season's thieves
That took my Autumn leaves.

But soon a softness in the air!
God paints a picture, oh so rare
Of Autumn leaves that all turn brown
And red and gold as they fall down.

~~By Henry W. Gurley.~~

SUMMER TIME IS GONE MY FRIENDS

Summer time is gone my friends
It slowly comes but quickly ends.
It's been replaced by time called Autumn.
Nature changes hues from top to bottom
Green gives way to red and gold.
A lovely vision to behold.
Whirling leaves go blowing by
Carrying smells of pumpkin pie.
The air turns crisp the sky fades grey.
Indian corn and bales of hay.
Overcoats and apple cider.
No more evenings on the glider.
The harvest moon so orange and round
Holidays will soon abound.
Chrysanthemum petals start to unfold
A lovely vision to behold.

~~Author Unknown.~~

AUTUMN WHISPER

The wind dances with branches on trees.
The air stirs as it mingles with leaves.
The gray sky cries tears from above.
Another Autumn, it's the season I love.

Whisper to me that all is not lost.
Show me your mystery, without much cost.
Tell me your secrets, share your story.
The radiant colors show all your glory.

Orange, red, yellow and brown.
The landscape is dressed in your gown.
The aroma of fall, how I love the smell.
The sounds in my ear tell me all is well.

Days are so short, and soon we will part.
The night air is cool, soothing to my heart.
I'll wait to embrace you, year after year,
When I'm in your arms, I feel no fear.

~~By Derek Lohner.~~

October's Party
by George Cooper

October gave a party;
The leaves by hundreds came-
The Chestnuts, Oaks, and Maples,
And leaves of every name.
The Sunshine spread a carpet,
And everything was grand,
Miss Weather led the dancing,
Professor Wind the band.

The Chestnuts came in yellow,
The Oaks in crimson dressed;
The lovely Misses Maple
In scarlet looked their best;
All balanced to their partners,
And gaily fluttered by;
The sight was like a rainbow
New fallen from the sky.

Then, in the rustic hollow,
At hide-and-seek they played,
The party closed at sundown,
And everybody stayed.
Professor Wind played louder;
They flew along the ground;
And then the party ended
In jolly "hands around."

Autumn Leaves
Palettes of orange, yellow and gold
a mixture to tease the darkest of souls.
An arrangement of hues both bland and bright
blown through the air when the wind hits just right.

All shapes and sizes their structure may be
but one can distinguish their genesis tree.
Elms, maples and the mightiest oaks
shedding their cover, baring their coats.

It's sad just to see them tossed in the breeze
when I think of the way they pleasure and please.
If ever a season could put me at ease
I'll always remember those fine Autumn Leaves

by Paul Berube

AUTUMN

Colorful leaves falling down,
touching the ground, turning around,
Autumn.
Pumpkin pies, dreadful skys,
Autumn.
Jack - o - lanterns glowing bright,
Got a hat, hold on tight,
Autumn.
Shorter days, football plays,
Autumn.
Goblins, ghost, witch's toast,
Autumn.

~~By Mary F.~~

THE COLORS OF FALL

Filling the sky with crimson and gold,
Leaves scatter without a sound.
Carelessly dancing in the crisp autumn air,
they gently cascade to the ground.
Covering the earth like a warm blanket,
of brilliant color and beauty,
the changing of the season beckons
for all the world to see.

~~Author Unknown.~~

FALL PROMISE

Trees arrayed in gowns all bright,
Geese that honk in southern flight,
Nippy nights and brisk fall days -
Earth with beauty is ablaze.
Farmers gather in their yields
Children play in leaves fresh raked,
Begging fall's last apples baked.
Earth is fired with gold and red,
Though she soon will be put to bed.
God gives vivid promise true -
Spring will see earth born anew.

~~By Louise Pugh Corder.~~

AUTUMN GLOW

Autumn is here, the leaves are turning,
Some so brightly they seem to be burning.
There's yellow, orange and bright red too,
All painted against a lovely sky of blue.

Every colour there is taken from the rainbow,
From up on the mountain to the valley below.
How do we rate? This is mad with love,
By our great creator in the heavens above.

For us all to see; the beauty is there,
Through all this we know He does care.
The earth is warmed by the sun's hot rays.
So we have cool nights and warmer days.

All we have to do is slow down our pace,
Quit racing around in such a terrible haste.
For on a cold night will come a frost,
And this will come with quite a cost.

Then we will find the trees will be bare,
No more brilliant colours will we see there.
So enjoy it now. In it take pleasure,
Because autumn is here for us to treasure.

~~By CeNedra.~~

Leaves

How silently they tumble down
And come to rest upon the ground
To lay a carpet, rich and rare,
Beneath the trees without a care,
Content to sleep, their work well done,
Colors gleaming in the sun.

At other times, they wildly fly
Until they nearly reach the sky.
Twisting, turning through the air
Till all the trees stand stark and bare.
Exhausted, drop to earth below
To wait, like children, for the snow.

by Elsie Brady

AUTUMN

Autumn winds begin to blow;
Colored leaves fall fast and slow.
Twirling, whirling all around.
Till at last, they touch the ground.

~~Author Unknown~~

October Leaves
October leaves are lovely
They rustle when I run
Sometimes I make a heap
And jump in them for fun!

Autumn leaves float quietly down
And form a carpet on the ground
But when those leaves are stepped upon
Listen for the crackling sound!

"The October day is a dream,
bright and beautiful as the rainbow,
and as brief and fugitive."

~by W. Hamilton Gibson~

THE CHANGING SEASONS

The air turns cool, the leaves turn brown,
A change is taking place,
And everywhere the signs appear
Of Fall's approaching face.

The birds begin their southward flight
That takes them far away,
And in their plaintive song and cry
A fond good-bye they say.

A season dies, a new one's born
Like night gives way to day.
Such is the wondrous work of God
In His own chosen way.

~~By Harold F. Mohn.~~

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