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The sun has sunk
the moon was nearing
lumber smoke tarpaulin 
vermillion shine
touch our hearts
shades of strain exhaust the space
as the aroma of harvest time

rejuvenate your hentai
I could feel the freshness under my feet
a fantastic breeze blows over us
my heart is shaking
while leaping through a leaf pile

all leaves are wilfully dropped
gotten from a glorious golden tree
like the blush on your beam
this bold course has a story behind it

daylight vanishes from sight
like billows of porpoises raging the skies
glossy tip of fresh grass,
variety blurs to maroon
same as the popping of consuming wood,
my chimney will illuminate soon

tree after tree, the woods develop
With a solid hint of self-esteem
dusky red like polished lips
maybe orange is God's most tasty gift

each branch is trickling with walnuts
the air is loaded up with the sound of speedsters
the owl cuddles up to the coat
same as a honey bee resting in its hive

we wander this road hand in hand
the seasons alter before my eyes
the views are broad and the atmosphere is serene
thank God for the warmth of September
we need to tidy up the wreck.

5th place contest winner

Written: September 16, 2022

Fall Flavors Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Regina McIntosh
Theme: Jumping in a pile of leaves

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