Autumn Gathering #2
Autumn Reverie
The reflection of leaves
stains the clear lake
with reds and yellows
on a tranquil autumn afternoon.
The delicious colors of fall
appear as the days cool.
At night one imagines
even the stars dressed
in bright shades of various hues.
Lainie Senechal
Autumn Assemblage ll
Autumn Rain
Leaves tremble with each drop
as rain showers deepen.
Surf grows stronger
with the storm and rising tide.
Scent of marsh lingers
in moist atmosphere,
a hint of something
that is very old and endures.
Lainie Senechal
Spooky Moon
Harvest Moon
The full moon,
like a round white sheet,
floats through the heavens,
rich with purple clouds.
Who dances under the orb
at harvest time, where
the bounty is gathered
to secure sustenance
against the barren days?
Lainie Senechal
Autumn Assemblage
Autumn Begins
Cool, salty winds blow in
from distant shore.
Sweet, sultry, Southern air
departs with summer sun.
Shelter of green leaves
becomes quite sparse,
as colorful remnants
fly in blustery breezes.
We gaze at evening’s low clouds,
color of purple wine -
wait for the long nights
and melancholy autumn days.
Lainie Senechal
Announcement: Lainie’s paintings will be on display at Amesbury City Hall beginning September 30 through January in a group exhibit titled “Transitions”. The opening is Wednesday, October 2nd from 6-8 pm.
Still Life with Ghost Pumpkin
White Ghost
Cold air shrieks in the branches.
A hole in the clouds reveals
the moon, a white ghost
in the dark sky who stays
silent as a stone – no boo
spills from this specter.
We shudder with each frigid blast
as leaves loosen in wild wind
and lawn fills with colorful array.
Lainie Senechal
Still Life with Asian Pears
Seeking Shelter
Stillness of an autumn dawn
disturbed by tap, tap, tap –
a woodpecker on a snag
that displays a few yellow leaves –
and the voices of birds
who have abandoned nests,
whose eggs have hatched.
A time of renewed searching
to stitch together shelter and sustenance
before arrival of wild, winter winds.
Lainie Senechal
Swamp Maples of Back River
Early October
Autumn makes its slow entrance,
vibration of brilliant red
finally settles on swamp maples
that line shore of Back River,
while oaks retain their drab green.
A solitary gull flies low
over sun-sparkled lake
as October’s golden light
illuminates purple clouds.
Soon bulbs will be buried,
before the first freeze,
our hope for an early spring.
Lainie Senechal
Bennings Green Tint
Autumn’s Beginning
A ball is drawn down the path
towards another season,
stream of time trickles forward -
a pull to autumn’s beginning.
The track is not smooth
but seems to double back
as summer still lingers.
Leaves begin to fall,
while the August fly continues
to hum its raspy tune.*
Lainie Senechal
* August fly is another name for a cicada.
Sky Rune
Rune #5
The glow of early sunset
runs a wide pattern
across heavenly clouds
that recalls runes’ scribbles.
In a moment, dark rain
shadows erase the message,
followed by the rich scent
of wet autumn leaves,
scattered across landscape
that pervades the senses.
Lainie Senechal
Yellow Pears
Autumn Runes
Cormorants’ silent migration
in irregular rune-like patterns:
a mystical message across
time and distance.
Leaves scattered along lake –
what mysteries do they possess
within their demise?
Nature has scratched a note
and stuck it upon the sky
about the change
as light fades slowly
into long obsidian nights.
Lainie Senechal