September: The Start of Autumn and Amihan Scenes in 5 Paintings

September

The Start of Autumn and Amihan in 5 Paintings 

 

"Cling on, not yet, do not fall; wait for autumn's call, 

for all leaves to turn golden and red and fall."- avr

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Paintings and Verses by Dr Abe V Rotor

Onset of Autumn in acrylic by A V Rotor 

Leaves still green but autumn is here,

     rest on the forest red and yellow,

make a litter soft under my feet bare;

     autumn, how pure, how mellow.  

Ivy on the Wall in Autumn in acrylic by the author c. 2010 

Cling on, cling on the wall,

not yet, do not fall;

Wait for the autumn's call,

for other leaves to fall.

Treetops Landscape in Autumn in acrylic by the author, 2023

Funnel in the sun as it cools down

through unto the ground;

and lull your kin into deep slumber 

through autumn and winter.

A Parthenon of Trees in Early Autumn in acrylic by the author 2015 

Rebuild the ruins of the Parthenon

     in majestic edifice of Nature,

new home of creatures, big and small,

    and guide man's dream of his future. 

Autumn in a Forest in acrylic by the author, 2009

Flow, flow gently like Sweet Afton,
down the fields and meadow;
 in the cadence of peace and plenty
under the forest's rainbow.

Welcome Autumn and the Amihan  
Read these verses as you view and reflect on these paintings.
Compose a melody for each item. Likewise, sing Autumn Leaves.
Better still, play the violin or piano or any musical instrument,
and make your own version of autumn.

Autumn Leaves

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sun-burned hands I used to hold
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall
Since you went away the days grow long
And soon I'll hear old winter's song
But I miss you most of all my darling
When autumn leaves start to fall.

Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Jacques Prévert / Johnny Mercer / Joseph Kosma

"How beautifully leaves grow old.
How full of light and color are their last days."
- John Burrows