Written for the 9/22/13 Poetic Bloomings prompt: Seed Lines – write a poem that uses the first line of another’s poem
Pale amber sunlight falls across
a landscape once alive in green.
And now, as summer days are lost,
the autumn hues repaint the scene.
In crimson, orange and golden leaves,
the artist’s view is well expressed.
But autumn soon to winter cleaves.
Idyllic beauty goes to rest.
© Susan Schoeffield
(first line from “Autumnal” by Ernest Dowson)