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I Feel Fall

I'm in love.  

A soft breeze rustles the leaves on the trees just outside my window.  All is silent save the ocean roaring in the distance at a rhythm too lovely for words.  And the wooden clock in the corner holds his pace, savoring this time of night when his tick tick tick is finally heard.  It's dark now, all around, except some photos sliding in and out on my computer screen.  

I feel peace.  I feel Fall.  I'm in love.

 


© Candice Reineke 2013

 

 

  

 

 

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 27th Aug 2014 17:23

So - an interested comment Like that of Philipos opens new doors about the poet's experience - and the resultant reservoir of poetical ideas.

I now live in Sale, Cheshire, in the UK. But I miss the sea and sky of the islands - achingly. We do love England, and the great variety of persons now called British. The ethnicity 'variety' is becoming more apparent, something I really missed when I first moved here. BDA was very cosmopolitan. (And 'the Brits' were the 'ex-pats'.)

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Candice Reineke

Mon 25th Aug 2014 20:38

Thanks for the comment, Philipos. This was mostly about being in love with that particular moment and the feelings that come with the first taste of Fall. But I admit that "I'm in love" in the obvious sense need not be ignored here either. So yes, "free fall" would've been an interesting tweak (probably would've had to check with Tom Petty first though haha). I've actually skydived three times, with the most recent jump just two weeks ago. What a magnificent point of view from up so high in the sky! I think maybe you just gave me an idea for my next one...thanks a lot ;)

Philipos

Mon 25th Aug 2014 18:10

This is a charming little piece. When I got to the bit about 'I feel Fall' though, I wondered if that was what you intended to write, instead of 'I free fall' as in coming down on a parachute. Good luck with the writing.

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Candice Reineke

Mon 25th Aug 2014 16:45

Cynthia, so you live in Bermuda? I think you may be my first acquaintance from Bermuda :) Thanks so much for your compliments and for noticing the levels of meaning. I wanted the middle to read how it feels at that moment after the realization of falling in love: a gush of sensations, rather than waiting on a pace. Plus, I tend to get bored with convention.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 25th Aug 2014 15:50

This does have a pleasant ambiance of peace. Sometimes simple words used simply are exactly right. I particularly enjoyed your personification of 'the clock' - very imaginative. And 'the Fall' which could spin in many directions besides the obvious Season - Falling in love - the Fall of independence into the tentacles of Love - etc. etc.

Any reason why you have not used line breaks to create more conventional poetry 'form'? I'm really interested. BTW, Bermuda is also very hot and humid, and the sound of the sea beats in your blood.

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Mon 25th Aug 2014 10:38

'ocean roaring in the distance
at a rhythm too lovely for words'..yummy line!
-lovely airy poem.

Hope you keep on 'feeling the fall' Candice.x

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Candice Reineke

Mon 25th Aug 2014 04:03

Thanks Jolene! I live in hot, humid Florida. So any semblance of a fall is amazing :)

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Jolene Penashue

Mon 25th Aug 2014 03:53

Your poem took me to a peaceful place, I enjoyed reading it!

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