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Autumn Loves, Leaves

Autumn Loves, Leaves

Autumn Loves, Leaves

Autumn Loves, Leaves

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Autumn leaves rain down

Slowly, steadily covering the ground

Tho’ summer’s leaves remain

In abundance on the trees.

‘twill be months before the boughs are bare

But for now the beauty of diverse hues

Reflect, both above and below, bedecked

In summer and autumn’s greens and golds.

The most beautiful of all seasons,

Autumn bridges the times of plenty

With the times of hardship; one foot

On the earth, the other in the grave;

’tis the season I most love.
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©Denise G Allen, 12 April 2014 07:30


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Whispers

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves


Whispers
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Golden leaves drift gently on the breeze

Whispering through the air, winter is nearing,

Coldness is raising its fingers of ice,

Reaching, stroking, freezing the earth

And the leaves gather around on the ground

Mourning the mini-death, simulating sorrow

As if there’s no tomorrow, but most of us know

That all-Ready summer is on its way,

And winter’s stay is restrained, contained

To only a few months of the year where

We recover from summer’s unrelenting heat

And so the beat of life continues its circle

Round… and round… in an eternal revolving ring

Around the sun…

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©Denise G Allen, 29 April 2013 05:28
Photograph: Author with my cellphone during or pre 2010


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Time and Space

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Intractable, invincible,

Relentless, unstoppable,

Inexorable, inescapable, unavoidable,

Time…

Youth fades as the dew falls,

Seasons come and go,

Life can last for a minute, an hour, a day,

A week, a month, a year, a decade,

But never… forever…

As things are now.

Time takes its toll:

We can run the race,

Keep up the pace,

But when our time is up,

Our place in space complete,

Our life on earth replete,

There is no escape.

Our golden years are all too short

And autumn leaves must fall

Until spring’s new shoots take bud

For a spectacular new birth.

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©Denise G Allen, Monday, 22 April 2013 06:48


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Last Autumn Days

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Winter arrived in a flash last night;
cold blue skies with clouds of white,
but the trees remain green with a hint of gold
tho’ ice in the air is FREEZing cold.

He came in a woollen hat and scarf,
a greatcoat covered his expansive girth
up to his neck and down to his boots
which trampled their frost on growing roots.

Too early, too early we cried out loud
the trees are standing tall and proud
and their autumn gowns are not yet set
they still have a time to get ready yet.

Give us a month to admire and enjoy
leaves changing colour before you destroy
their autumn shades of reds and golds,
riches to our eyes above precious stones.
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©Denise G Allen, 05 April 2013 20:02