‘Autumn’s Kiss’ by Aaron Berkowitz The Society March 4, 2014 Beauty, Poetry The wisp of wind that makes the leaves go dance and play above the browning grass, cannot but stir awake my eyes and ears from trance to sound and sight more fine than can be bought. Where sun and earth will kiss amidst the trees and light the fronds in fire of red and brown whose hues won’t wax or wane if blown to sea, that force my lungs to gasp as if they drown. The gentle, warm deep breaths of torrid fall awakens happy feelings of rebirth— satisfaction is guaranteed to all if they but look upon the dimming earth. To bask in splendor shall never get old it will arrive again, it is foretold Aaron Berkowitz is a freelance writer/editor who also teaches creative writing to middle school and high school students. Although not typically a “metered poetry” kind of guy, he enjoys the patterns and rhythms of language that meter can create and relished the opportunity to dust off his scansion skills to write this poem. He is also co-founder and editor-in-chief of the Jewish Literary Journal, a monthly online publication of creative writing. Featured Image: “Autumn on the River” by Gottlieb Daniel Paul Weber (1823-1916) Related Post ‘Emily’s Lament’ by E.V. Wyler A Villanelle My grandma smiled as I walked in the door pretending to overpower her pain because I came ... to see her once more. Bla... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.