The Laughter of October
Mirth at sunset,
when herons scream
like children
in the shallows,
and up
on the branches,
aurulent shafts of light
play with the shadows
of auburn leaves —
Come to me and stay
awhile,
for the laughter of October
is upon my face,
a golden glow,
a raging fire that hides
in the Indian summers
of my heart.
by D. G. Vachal. © 2012
*** photography by DigitalArt2@Flickr Commons
lilies, sparrows and grass 
Beautiful poem matching a lovely autumn picture!
Blessings ~ Wendy
Thank you so much, Wendy. I guess I am in the Autumn mood, and basking in its golden glow! Blessings, Dee
What wonderful picture, and i love the words too…’ the Indian summers of the heart”…lovely images
Thank you, Valerie. I love Indian summers, they are little miracles of life that I savor so much. Thank you for your lovely visit. Dee
a sensational capture of the spirit of October and a much mysterious more….loved it! Linda
Dear Linda, thank you, I am so happy that you like this poem, and the mysteries that came out of my heart. All my best, Dee
A beautiful poem, evoking stunning images in my mind and heart. Thank you. Blessings from Lizzie Joy
Oh I am delighted that you like this poem, Lizzie Joy, and that it evoked stunning images in your mind and heart. I could not ask for more! Blessings to you as well! Dee
I’ve always loved Indian summers…even the phrase itself brings a warm glow. Another very nice work of art, Dee…thank you.
Lester
Yes, yes, me, too, Lester! An Indian summer day, I would relish to the very last moment. Thank you so much, I am glad you like this poem. Dee
“Play with the shadows of Auburn leaves”…a beautiful line within a beautiful poem. October is my favorite month by far, and you have truly captured its essence.
Thank you so much, Janet. Yes, October grabs my heart with its splendor and poetic meanings. I am so glad you like this poem! Dee
As is almost always the case, Dee, my immediate thought is ‘I know that place’. I think (I know) it is a place that leans into the soul. You honor it well, my friend. ~ My love always, Bobbie
Yes, October is a place and time that leans into the soul. I am touched that your heart read into the words of the poem and recognized “that place”. Love, Dee
Beautiful fall…reminder that winter is looming just over the horizon
Yes, indeed… the seasons change, time marches on. Blessings to you! Dee
Just beautiful.. this poem makes me welcome Autumn a little more 🙂
Thank you so much, Ramona. I am delighted you like this poem. 🙂
question… where do you copyright your poems before putting them up?
Hi Ramona, all the entries, old and new, on my blog are automatically copyrighted because I copyrighted my entire blog. There are a few services on the web that can do this for you. All my best, Dee
beautiful poem, as always the sweet mix of word and emotion. made me think of how quickly autumn colors fade. thank you for the poetry…
Thank you so much for your heartwarming comment, and my apologies for the delayed response. Blessings!
Your posts are wonderful, I enjoy reading them so much so I have nominated you for the “Readers Appreciation Award” You can collect it here
Blessings to you and Keep up the great work, we love reading! 🙂
Thank you very much for the nomination. I apologize for the delayed response. Blessings to you, too and look forward to reading and enjoying more of the Water Bearer posts as well. Blessings!
beautiful in poem and photo.
Thank you so much, Francina. Best wishes, Dee