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October Afternoon

Moody clouds gather as ripe fruit drops from shivering branches onto pillows of gold. The last of the lustrous flowers, weary from the summer show, slouch beside the wasted seed pods of their sisters, whilst workers head back to hives unsated. Yet still there’s a butterfly.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 10/21/2014 9:56:00 AM
Nice poem dedication to the coming of fall, Kay. Great imagery in few words. Enjoyable overall. Check out some of my poems,might find some you like. Peace.
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Kaye Locke
Date: 10/22/2014 4:30:00 AM
Thanks Jiril, I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'll certainly be checking out some of your poems.
Date: 10/12/2014 11:44:00 PM
this is a really sweet one for an amazing month of the year.
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Kaye Locke
Date: 10/22/2014 4:30:00 AM
Thanks Andrea, turning a bit chillier today though...