Poetry/Life/Autumn

Kefi of the Mellowed Sun

Cloud floats, Autumn’s Cafe, Catching the Ray

Monoreena Acharjee Majumdar
Soul Bay
Published in
2 min readSep 11, 2022

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poem/photograph by Monoreena
Autumn Visage of my Aloe Vera, Photo/edit by Monoreena

“There’s an endless autumn in me, scenting my thoughts like campfire smoke.” ― Jarod K. Anderson

The tongue carries the taste of rain,
You, the scent of death,
Dousing the fire, your sweet
fragrance conspire,
Cloud-kitchen churns in-utero
Frost-o-bed,

Slippers lose memory by the doorway,
Bare foot a prick of dew,
Living in the pages of a favourite
book,
Sleeves soaked in pining anew,

The slow turn of the aging firma,
Snatched of its verdant crown,
Who knows they are stories of
death or love —
Still umber burnt when meets the
falling brown ?!

The water dries the skeletal birch,
Rising golden from a naught,
Dip your quill in the world-o’-maybe,
Autumn’s survival etched in poets’ knot,

Warm days melt into the warmth
of the burning wax,
Moments of mind fleeting in season
tucked in septum —
Saving a dull night’s starless gaze,

Conscious to my last bones,
Autumn — You are but so welcome!

Did you lose your way
O! wayward rain?!
Give your tired self some repose,
I will still keep my windows open,
When terra’s sand pushes you to the gallows……

*Kefi — Greek for joy, passion, euphoria

Author’s Note: “The music of falling leaves, the autumnal story to tell, as I drink in deep its nostalgic smell. The flash of red, the flash of gold. Yesterday is past, yet, the tale did not grow old.” ― Jayita Bhattacharjee

Rightly missed Monsoon gone and yet not( for some sudden drizzles), knowing it will come back in full blast in a repeat cycle, whether we are there to savour or not. Amidst evening nips, candle warmth, chiaroscuro on walls and some surprise blooms — Autumn is here!

Here’s to William J Spirdione and his brand of nature poetry.Not to mention the stunning images that are tagged along.

Another wonderful poetry comes from Sharing Words, which I really enjoyed. Read her here.

Poetry which questions your existence, beautifully coined by Neera Handa Dr in her poetry only-if.

Thank you for visiting Soul Bay. As I keep saying, your engagement, encouragement provide inspiration, and light the path.

Bougainvillea, Photo by Author

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