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Small Reminder

Post No. 889

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Small Reminder

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Just a small reminder

That winter is almost gone

The nip in the breeze

The bite in the wind

Raises tiny bumps on my skin

Prickling, bristling

A shiver runs up my spine

The last of spring days

Before the summer sun

Changing season

By day or by night

Fluctuating ‘tween cold and hot

Erratic weather, while God decides

Whether or not

To allow summer in…

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©Denise G Allen, Friday, 23 October 2015 08:49


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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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Last Song of Summer

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Summer sings a sad farewell
As her colours begin to fade;
The rich verdant greens
Of lawns and trees will soon
Begin to change, as autumn
Hovers in the air and the breeze
Whispers that fall is near.

The bright begonias nod their heads
In their sunny, sheltered beds
Knowing full well their time is short,
But content to spread their blissful
Cheer to all who pass them by.
Again, farewell to summer as she
Travels north where welcome arms
Anticipate her with delight.

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©Denise G Allen, 22 March 2014 05:25


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Last Weeks of Summer

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I know you are loath to go

And I am sad to say farewell,

Let us enjoy our last few weeks

Of sunshine days and balmy nights,

Mozzies with their itching bites,

Coolest clothing every day,

To move unhindered along our way.

Too soon, I feel a bite of ice

In the early morning air,

So pleasant now but, as time

Moves on, ‘twill change

Its nature from a nip to a gnash

Of its icy teeth to send us shivering,

Longing for the warmth so lately gone,

And we must wait through the long,

Cold months until you come again.

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©Denise G Allen, 19 February 2014 15:20


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Heatwave

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Mornings of mist and mystery

Before the sun awakes,

Slakes his unending thirst,

Drinking the last drops of dew

And sucking dry the clouds

Hanging pregnant in the sky.

Midsummer days…

Breathless pulsating heat

Throbbing through the air,

Life-draining lethargy,

Absolutely no energy…

An artificial atmosphere

Feeding pre-cooled air

Satisfies the well-heeled,

But cold showers are best

For the rest…

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©Denise G Allen, 04 February 2014 11:15


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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