Gregory Richard Barden Poet Free verse

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as summer sets

from the deep fells of September

     I stand tip-toe on Autumn's reach

         longing to see the late-day blush

          or a June lark through dewy haze

         but all that meets my hopeful eye?

     October, dropping bright bloomers

and the cold, graying cloaks beyond.





Copyright © 2019 / 2026 Gregory Richard Barden

~ POETRY AGAINST POVERTY ~

( photographic art created copyright-free by the author with Gemini AI / Meta AI software )

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