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Rated: E · Poetry · Nature · #2305903
monthly poem
October


Crimson leaved fingers reaching towards blue sky,
shedding mulch as they stretch.
Ending-mowed lawns diminishing slowly,
browning into winter's sleep.
Compliant wind bringing flavors of fall,
sharp pine needles, rich dark earth, and decay.
The sun's reducing rays painting mounding hills,
yellows, reds and oranges with Monet's brush.
Deep orange pumpkins pulling away from tethers,
asking for carvings for a young child's delight.
Oozing sap dribbles down the bark of long-legged trees,
creating maple syrup for fluffy pancakes and waffles.
Apples scattered beneath fleeting gauze clouds,
ready for pies and cookies and tarts.
Black and white patterned geese winging in V's
up above, honking for connections.
Emerging plump deer, vigilant as sentries,
white tails warning, hooves stomping as they disappear.

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