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🍂Seasons Change🍁 But Not The❤️

Fall Themed Poems in 2023…

"It’s The New Season…Noting…"  "Seasonal Layers" 
Note: I cannot be Quilled. Go ask Bugs. He's told it to Elmer once before it blossomed into a bosom buddy relationship. No good vibes here, yet. *Watch where ya pointin' dat thing, doc'.

THE OTHERWISE —
"Autumn Analogy"  "autumn perms"  "Autumn Irony"  "Finality In Autumn"  "Autumnal"  "Picturing"  "leaf piles"  "The Clotting Season" 

                                       
                                                                     
                                                                     
                                                           

                             

                                                                     

                                                                     

"The Dying Season 🍂 🥀" 

I always looked forward to fall -- crisp air, beautifully colored landscapes, the wonder of how death promises renewal. It's somber and awe inspiring to know life will lay in its icy, white bed only to offer something more plentiful blooming with hope. It's a truth we can trust, like the sun setting and rising daily.

I found many loves in Autumn, making my heart swell with the potential of love everlasting. While the fires of a kindred few flamed out/faded away, one true love remained...poetry. An assemblance of words to evoke rememberances of the ones that got away in a backdrop of glorious promise, love's serendipitous return with each season.

STATIC

End of the Season  (E) Leaves play in dehumidifying air as autumn comes to a close. #2102315 by He’s Brian K Compton

Read where my beauties display haunting misery and potential bliss for one growing too old to savor the memory of tasting vibrant painted lips, or foggily recollect tender arms entwined in a lover's dance. When the last poem drops, I will close these doors forever.


Enjoy the simplicity of nature as provided by Robert Frost, and enjoy the brief audio as you follow along:

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/resources/learning/core-poems/detail/44272

Response to Frost with Dylan Thomas' prompt...

"Why (I) Blog" 


Leaf-shadowed crossroads
brightening
the longer I pause
indecisive
nearing an even tide
sun setting
knowing
I'm prompted to choose
when to push forward
gentle
into that good night

It won't matter
what road I travel

I feel an autumnal tide
washing me out of summer.
Humidity shudders.
Breezes brush lines of linen
where a child once played
in fading light.

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Last year for this Autumn collection before permanent deletion from account.