Autumn

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Early August

Early August

Early August already
sunset has disappeared
Greyness blankets shady skies
cumulus...

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A Castle on the Hill

A Castle on the Hill

We had break together.
every day, at the same time, we were released from class,
and,...

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SEASONS WHIMSY

SEASONS WHIMSY

SEASONS WHIMSY

The morning mist is floating
Over the surface of the
deserted...

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SEASONS WHIMSY

SEASONS WHIMSY

The morning mist is floating
Over the surface of the
deserted...

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SEASONS WHIMSY

SEASONS WHIMSY

SEASONS WHIMSY

The morning mist is floating
Over the surface of the
deserted...

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Autumn

Autumn

Gathered leaves nostalgic smell,
Amber crumbs in palms dwell.
Windswept Cherry cheeks bestow...

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Autumns kiss

Autumns kiss

This nights air is purified by silence
Autumns cold kiss touches my face
Hearts are filled...

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Seasons

Seasons

Spring came spreading the air with perfume rain
After the cold Winter season withers from the mind...

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Smoke

You look for me here and there my love
But I am like smoke weaving,wisps,,curling
A companion...

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A Calendar year❀️

A Calendar year❀️

January’s chill is winter’s wail
Arctic winds welt icy hail
Stormy North East gales do blow...

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THE APPLE TREE

THE APPLE TREE

In a quiet spot under the apple tree
That's the place where I want to be
Away from this busy...

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when autumn leaves

His name should have been October.

When he comes around,
the leaves
seem to fade...

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Our common pheasant

Our common pheasant

I take for granted the common pheasant
Who struts outside my house
He is a frequent caller...

Art -

Like a feather like a leaf

Like a feather like a leaf
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Autumn Sprite

Autumn Sprite

Whispering secrets to bark
On wings of the meadowlark
Envious trees grant a plea
...

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A Sonnet of Red and Gold

A Sonnet of Red and Gold

A kind, lowly lamplighter pays his dues
Can an artist truly capture its life?
Brushstroke on...

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Little Lacy Leaf

Little Lacy Leaf

The ground is covered with debris
after the leaves have fallen down
for late autumn has...