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Seasons

Seasons

Sultry heat of night & day,
Flutter of auburn fall & lay,
Sporadic in dance upon soil & blade,
Vast in suburb & everglade.Β 

Summer solstice in slumber state,
Dawn of fall, winter in wait.
Crisp tis the morning air,
Pumpkins carved & put out for scare.

Darkness dawns on shorter days,
Dazzling lights to all amaze,
Seldom share & come together,
Praying for time & whiter weather.Β 

Rested, wanton of times a new,
Crafted plans for a new you!
All good things must come to pass,
Live for now & not the past.

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Marion

Fab write Simon, speaks to me of autumn which though I love summer, I love autumn and winter more, enjoyed, nice to see you back ?

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Being Me

I am so sorry I missed this!Β  This is a beautiful write. It reminds me that it won't be long before Autumn comes sweeping in x

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S.zaynab.kamoonpury

Wow seasonal poem, awesome in imagery and I was admiring the flutter , Everglades and other lines so much yet the whole poem is fab and wholesome . Kudos!!
plz pleez do read and comment my newest poem too.

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Simon Bromley

Thank you.Β  Β Sorry for late reply ill pop by to see yours soonΒ 

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Simon Bromley

You're too kind lisa.Β  I have been hiding away in self doubt

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Yiyan Han

Rested, wanton of times a new,
Crafted plans for a new you!

Thanks for sharing this nice piece.

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