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Epic Autumn

Golden threads of sunlight weaves A paisley pattern through Autumn leaves Points of light splayed upon the ground Play tag and caper without a sound Capricious days Of Autumn play Upon stage of frost and light In drama writ by Nature’s hand Directed… With season’s might Summer’s past, now tis Autumn’s time While Winter waits watching in the wings Drama played in fen and glade While Nature’s chorus sings Falling leaves limned By the golden sun The curtain closes The show is done A spectacle of epic proportions Starring the spectacular trees with a supporting cast of millions …Of artistic, autumn leaves…

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Carol Sunshine Brown

Date: 10/25/2012 12:07:00 PM

Sorry for being late reading your excellent poetry David. I enjoyed reading it today. I wish I could keep up with all the poets here but I can't. Thank you for sharing your writing with us. Love, Carol

David O'Haolin Whalen
Date: 10/28/2012 4:27:00 PM

Thanks carol. I've been writing too much and not reading enough. So expect to hear from me in the near future.

Karissa Kelley

Date: 10/24/2012 8:32:00 PM

"Falling leaves limned By the golden sun The curtain closes The show is done" Is my favorite verse, well written!

David O'Haolin Whalen
Date: 10/28/2012 4:31:00 PM

Thanks Karissa, I intend to start reading more and writing less for a bit, so it's likely you'll hear from me soon.