Carol Fillmore Poet Sonnet

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August winds down midmonth, Autumn nudges
Daylight dwindles, there's a nip in the air.
Those who love the sultry summer begrudge
Others' sheer delight in Autumn's fanfare.

This season of change transforms slowly.
Bright daubs of colour on trees displaying
Crimson's, oranges, and yellows glow vividly
Kissed by the sun, shimmering leaves rustling.

The dawn chorus silenced, birds southward bound.
Farmers gathering in their crops; hay bales dot fields.
Pumpkins set on doorsteps, large, orange, round 
A seasonal symbol of harvest's yield.

Autumnal equinox imminent
Nature's flamboyant show: fall's celebrant.

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Carol Fillmore September 1, 2019 at 9:34 PM Thank you Bob for your lovely comments on my Sonnet:) am also a fan of the fall. Loved your ocean poem:) I've lived my entire life along the shores of a bay in a city in New Brunswick, Canada (next door to Maine). The ocean's in my veins which is why your poem resonated so deeply in me.

Robert L. Hinshaw September 1, 2019 at 9:03 PM Carol, you have written a beautiful poem about my favorite season of the year. I thoroughly enjoyed. Best to you as you continue your poetical journey and many thanks for your kind comments re The Ocean Calls me - BoB