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The Coming of Fall

The Coming of Fall ~ Crape myrtle highlights in chartreuse diversions, oak tree decisions along brittle stem Maple leaf push pins and ash scented postcards Autumn approaches, its fingers to send Northern now breezes as petals start falling, blending the colors of October dreams Days count much shorter and windows are open, change in direction a’ dance on the streams Standing behind me now caught in the mirror, reflections of summer and hummingbird song Leaves painted softer in patterns of wishes, butterfly tickles may happen along Warm apple cider and scarves plaid and woolen, hang from the pegs in the entryway hall Come again welcomes on echoes of sunlight, send out the greeting, the coming of fall

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Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 10/2/2018 7:30:00 PM

Very creative imagery of autumn bliss, Chris. Such a beautiful, well-written poem, my dear friend. Your ink shines golden always. Love and smiles always.

Heidi Sands

Date: 10/1/2018 6:35:00 PM

A beautiful, comforting , welcome to fall. Thank you :)

Chris Green
Date: 10/2/2018 8:13:00 AM

Thank you Heidi for always being so nice to me with your wonderful comments.

Iris Blade

Date: 10/1/2018 1:31:00 PM

Aww Chris this is so beautiful! Thought I'd pop in for a second to see what everyone's been up to. Makes me hope for sweater weather! Have a good day Chris!

Chris Green
Date: 10/2/2018 8:12:00 AM

Hey there Iris, it is so nice to see you again. Thanks so much for your kind thoughts.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 9/27/2018 2:52:00 PM

gorgeous writing. one of the best autumnal poems I have seen lately, Chris.

Chris Green
Date: 9/28/2018 8:50:00 AM

Thank you Andrea, that is high praise coming from a fantastic poet like you.

Mystic Rose Rose

Date: 9/27/2018 1:32:00 PM

if I didn't know you better I'd swear you were a painter of words, I love this

Chris Green
Date: 9/28/2018 8:50:00 AM

Thank you so much Pixie Dust, what a nice thing to say

Lisa Ricci

Date: 9/27/2018 1:14:00 PM

Hello Chris. Your words are so poetically sound. Fall is my favorite time of year and where I sit I get to experience her. You have captured her essence and beauty. Have a wonderful afternoon. May this day find you well. The coming of fall can keep coming each and every day as far as I'm concerned.

Chris Green
Date: 9/28/2018 8:49:00 AM

Thank you so very much my friend. Your kindness is always a bright spot in my day.

Winged Warrior

Date: 9/27/2018 12:25:00 PM

You've just described a Norman Rockwell painting...superb writing Chris...did anyone tell you that you can be a poet when you grow up lol...love & art...^WW^

Chris Green
Date: 9/27/2018 12:41:00 PM

Hey, I'll try to remember that...if I ever grow up. : ) Thanks so much my friend.

Wendy Watson

Date: 9/27/2018 10:10:00 AM

I so enjoyed reading this, Chris. I found myself reading the first two lines of each stanza to the melody of 'raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens' from 'The sound of music'!

Chris Green
Date: 9/27/2018 12:41:00 PM

Thank you so very much Wendy, that really makes me smile. Did you know that your comments are always "A few of my favorite things?" :)