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Hit Me With Colors

Hit Me With Colors

Hit me with colors

Surround me with gold

Envelope me with red

Swirl around me with yellow and madly...

madly spin, untether

Autumn, you are the season

You are the hieroglyphic reason

that I can see and fathom

what was intangible and wildly...

wildly aloft

Leaves spattered with hues

Spraying their colors in the crispy air

Your winds, whispers soft

Hush as you hit the trees

The mountains move

by your ubiquitous, ethereal breeze

Hit me with colors

Show what is true about your nature

Surround me, envelope me

As I walk in the grey of yesterday

 

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lodigiana

A beautiful piece of work Michael! I love descriptive poems especially about the wonderful, vibrant seasons- Autumn being my personal favourite- Lovely pace and rhythm throughout, with magical , pictorial description that draws the reader right into your world. Nice job!!! xx

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Michael Roy

Thank you Iodgiana. I'm glad you like this piece. Autumn is my favourite season as well. It's a beautiful ending of summer, I say. I love the colors that come out with the leaves falling all around. Great time to take walks. Thanks again and have a great day!

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