Poem -
Autumn Rumors
Russet rumors frolic terrain
Bough on high starkly remain
Stoic tis sodden shore
Frozen by artic roar
Mingling icicles pique
Comforted by nips they seek
Alabaster coats adorn
Pruned buds await forlorn
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Slumber now in stilled bed
Balmy tis thy murky stead
Fleeting respite assured
Springtide solstice ensured
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Comments
This winter seems never ending, the day is dark and the night is eternity, ohh how I yearn for spring, to inhale the light and step.Β
Nice to see you back x.Β
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Hi PoetessDarkly,
lovely poem!
Greetings, BernadeteΒ
Hi all the best for 2025....peace
'Forever Autumn.' Lovely Verse.
Such a stunning poem πΉΒ