Homage to D. H. Lawrence – Autumn Rain – October 1, 2016

Rain Lights

Autumn Rain

The rain falls
a harvest of tears
black and wet
sheaves of pain
as the stalks droop and are drawn
what was sown is reaped.

Into the cold
no warmth awaits now
dripping rain
falling leaves
no thoughts of resurrection
men are slain – rain falls.

in the falling rain
winter fields
lie fallow
until the awakening
in heaven’s fields set.

Gsk ’16

Today I returned to B&P Shadorma & Beyond introducing a poem by D.H. Lawrence for a shadorma interpretation by our readers … the above is my interpretation and the following is Lawrence’s poem:

Autumn Rain

The plane leaves
fall black and wet
on the lawn;

the cloud sheaves
in heaven’s fields set
droop and are drawn

in falling seeds of rain;
the seed of heaven
on my face

falling — I hear again
like echoes even
that softly pace

heaven’s muffled floor,
the winds that tread
out all the grain

of tears, the store
in the sheaves of pain

caught up aloft:
the sheaves of dead
men that are slain

now winnowed soft
on the floor of heaven;
manna invisible

of all the pain
here to us given;
finely divisible
falling as rain.

D. H. Lawrence

Written for B&Ps Shadorma and Beyond at MindLoveMisery’sMenagerie


I really loved many of the photographs I’ve seen this week linked to Jennifer Nichole Wells’ ONE WORD PHOTO CHALLENGE: AUTUMN so I took my camera and although it was raining, tried to immortalize a bit of autumn in Arco (TN), the town where I live in Northern Italy.


walking in the rain
each drop illuminating
autumn’s colours

© G.s.k. ‘15

October Rainy Day – Free Verse – October, 15, 2015


Ah – when all is said and finally done
And the last tear has fallen from the sky
Come, let me sing to you a lullaby
Of golden leaves and winter love …

Smell the mushrooms as they grow
And the sweet perfume of the woods
Sit here beside me as I light the fire
I’ll warm the wine I mixed with spices …

We’ll make love and pass the nights away
Until  the blackbird sings his song again
Then spring will have tiptoed in with the dawn
And I’ll have vanished in the warm morning sun …

Ah –  I’ll return when all is said and done
Upon the tears of an October rainy day
When trees are golden and skies are grey.

© G.s.k. ‘15

How Vibrant These Colours Seem – Trimeric – October 9, 2015


How vibrant these colours seem
the red roof tiles glisten
the changing leaves are brighter
in the rain of this new day

the red roof tiles glisten
with intense rich ruddy tones
glazed in light and water

the changing leaves are brighter
nature, the great impressionist
creates her early autumn oeuvre

in the rain of this new day
pastel brush strokes blossom
in the tenuous light of dawn

© G.s.k. ‘15

Clouds – Time Glass Challenge – November 4, 2014

mountain clouds

mountain clouds

in early morning
clouds shroud the mountain-side
November rain

mums in the valley
fill Arco’s cemeteries –
with clouds of color

(c) G.s.k. ’14

Linked to the Time Glass Challenge – Carpe Diem Haiku 

Other haiku can be read on my Blogger posts: Bastet’s Waka Library