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COO COO

a cooing of doves
lost in the rustle of leaves
feathered flight plans


a breeze whispers
a cold tingle on my neck
shiver me timbers


the scent of bacon
a soft crackling of leaves
snowflakes a-flutter


a grandmother snores
snuggling with an old house cat
mysteries unfold


as clouds play their games
sunbeams dance on the walls
a cat’s tail counts coup



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Date: 10/17/2024 11:07:00 PM
What I absolutely love about this poem is you have said Autumn without saying the word, that's true poetry!
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John Lawless
Date: 10/18/2024 5:31:00 AM
Arthur, this is the ultimate compliment one poet to another. thanks you

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