The summer's turned into autumn
by this August's sorcery.
It had wrapped the sun
in a dark blanket
and drained its warmth away.
Deceived by the cold breath
of August's treachery
nature has begun to go into lockdown.
Alas yesterday's colourful landscape
is now a wilting canvass.
I pray that the sun shall
soon escape from August's veil
its warmth to spread
and heal nature
before this summer comes to an end.
Yes unfortunately we've had a rather sad end to the summer with endless rain. Drab august indeed. One observation: perhaps too many capital letters in your poem. Constructive criticism, I hope.?
Stephen indeed the sun shall come out in September. Thank you for your generous comment and the like.
Lovely verbal images, Abdul. Yes, the sun will return in September. In the present circumstances, it has to.
kJ thank you for shining the your rays of optimism on the drab August that we have just experienced. Appreciate the encouraging like too.
Beautifully written.
Don't despair, I think that we are going to have a heatwave in September.
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Abdul Ahmad
Wed 2nd Sep 2020 09:42
Thank you for your comments John. Point taken. Appreciate the like.