September Falls
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For Andrea Dietrich's September Falls
Contest 15 Sept 24
Stirs gently the breeze of late
summer's grace
Endowing fall its trails ,and all is fair
Pine trees quiver in cool mists which
embrace
The last of September... winds'
final flare:
Each ornament from nature's afterglow
Mesmerizes these eyes through
golden tones,
Bearing harvest moon's radiance its
flow
Enticed by interludes of heated
moans.
Rainfall melts summer into silver- blue
Forever a cycle of rosy sands...
Always my year's flamed passion,
always true
Livening romance, flings, their endless
strands.
Let September drift far onto the west
Still my heart whispers, I am wholly
blest!
* done on cellphone; some lines indented
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2024
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