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09-26-2016, 12:59 PM
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Location: New York
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Final Plea
The trees are gold,
the birds have left,
the air grows cold
and I bereft.
The night consumes
the shrinking day.
Darkness looms.
Please, summer, stay!
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09-26-2016, 03:43 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2000
Location: Los Angeles, CA
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Tree at My Window
(after Frost, of course)
Tree at my window, window tree,
you always share your leaves with me.
I watch your leaves bud every spring,
limbs of leaves soon burgeoning.
And when the school bells ring and call,
I know your frosted leaves will fall,
your year in time with outer weather
attuned to my fall inner weather.
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Last edited by RCL; 09-28-2016 at 04:47 PM.
Reason: time for tune in penultimate; frosted for crisped
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09-26-2016, 06:22 PM
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Join Date: Aug 2009
Location: Jacksonville Florida USA
Posts: 318
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We'll Be Running
We'll Be Running
My calendar says it is autumn.
But the trees aren't turning,
The leaves aren't falling,
It's too damn hot to go hunting.
Like my lazy dog I'm dreaming;
Those red and yellow hills,
And twilight whippoorwills;
A harvest moon reborn,
My hunter's haunting horn.
She whimpers in her sleep,
I smile and scratch her ears;
Don't fret old girl, it won't be long,
Raccoons will raid the Indian corn;
Autumn will come, and we'll be running.
Along the Osage, I'm hoping.
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09-28-2016, 04:46 PM
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Location: Los Angeles, CA
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Seasonally
Fall’s denuded
Winter’s shrouded
Spring’s reseeded
Summer’s repleted
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Last edited by RCL; 09-28-2016 at 06:18 PM.
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10-03-2016, 02:35 AM
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Join Date: Apr 2012
Location: Paris, France
Posts: 5,398
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It’s the season of tricks and of treats,
And in Autumn, my poet’s heart beats
With desire to write
A great ode … but, oh shite!
It’s already been done by old Keats.
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When there’s colds to be caught, I have caught ’em,
And the flu has me feeling post-mortem.
Freezing rain, wind and fog
Make me sick as a dog …
That’s just Summer; it’s worse in the Autumn.
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11-02-2016, 09:25 PM
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Join Date: Oct 2016
Location: England
Posts: 10
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Everyone has turned their clocks back,
but I can't seem to fathom this watch.
So here I am stuck in Summer
with timekeeping a bit of a botch.
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10-14-2017, 05:57 PM
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Location: Los Angeles, CA
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Rebooted
Fall Light
With every shortened day
the lovely leaves take flight
but bare trees increase light
that plays as branches sway.
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Last edited by RCL; 10-16-2017 at 03:39 PM.
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10-15-2017, 04:58 AM
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Join Date: Mar 2017
Location: TX
Posts: 6,630
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Migration
The Valley gets a little rain,
to wet the palm trees and the taquerias.
The winter flocks are here again,
the Winter Texans. They are glad to see us.
Last edited by John Isbell; 10-15-2017 at 06:44 AM.
Reason: verb changed
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10-15-2017, 05:37 AM
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Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Old South Wales (UK)
Posts: 6,682
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Fruition. I eschew the race
to beat the creatures who would steal
the makings of an easy meal.
Instead I give them living-space
and hope thereby to gain in grace.
For I have fruit and they have not
so I will share my garden plot
with all small things that come to glean
the secret spaces in between
the softness and the whiff of rot.
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10-15-2017, 06:58 AM
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Join Date: Mar 2017
Location: TX
Posts: 6,630
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I enjoy whatever you post, Ann, be it in poetry or prose. This one too.
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