Autumn(A) Poems - Poems about Autumn(A)

Twigs and dried leaves talk timeless tales cuddling together. Parrot pandemonium camouflage under fading flowers I've witnessed seasonal cycles. Is the deep calling me? ...

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Summer is a time of wanderlust and fun with long days and warm nights A season to enjoy the outdoors as we cultivate our many gardens of life The days are now getting shorter as nature slowly starts to rest into slumber Hummingbirds take their last sip of nectar before their fall departure Leaves start to transform from...

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Half past summer, two months till fall Leaves are still green, sun shining bold Flowers still bloom, and birds still call Half past summer, two months till fall Visions of Fall, dressed in her shawl Her breath swirls the leaves, turns them gold Half past summer, two months till fall Leaves are still...

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After the scorching days and sultry nights, We are in the cusp between summer and autumn. Days have grown cooler with nights longer. Nature, getting ready for the ceremonious Fall. A sweet change is in the air everywhere. Trees will soon waltz in cascading colours. With goodbye kisses, as leaves spiral down in graceful twirl, We will tell- 'We are in autumn’s...

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How could I ignore the dance of a leaf Cascading with warm summer brushed in gold-- Lovers tasting the quiet of relief A contentment lit amidst north-winds cold… And autumn comes...it's charm and flair too brief!...

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Trickling, trickling the water feature sings The hydrangeas bloom and the harvest begins Around the garden and the town some of the leaves are turning Summer gives a great big sigh, is fall arriving early? So on this bright mid-summers day All we can do is hope and pray That Autumn chills are kept at bay And sunshine and fun remains...

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Summer not gone, starting showers. Half past Summer : Two months till Fall : Rainy environ embowers. ...

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Strands of silver clouds slowly drift away, graze the ash of mid-summer smoky sky. Two months on cold wind will blow in blue bay, from the tawny trees golden leaves will fly, as fall arrives spraying dew on the way. ...

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Half past Summer, two months till Fall ...

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Why is Sumner such a short time? Just getting started, then running into half past summer. July seems to be the half way mark, August is almost here. August will turn into September then into October, then fall will be here. Fall with cooler days, a pretty carpet of colorful leaves covering the ground....

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a park calm and hushed autumn's crisp welcomed...

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perfect autumn day hot brownie from the oven candy corn on top harvesting pumpkins freshly made apple cider witches elixir oranges and ambers pointed leaves drifting off trees evening bonfire...

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nippy gust of wind toying with crisp autumn leaves vortex of a squall...

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the peak passes by, warm sun lowers its angle, long shadows appear, coolness creeps into the night, as strong sense of change begins....

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Intense heat and humidity of July’s yellow eyes. Still, I see mellow leaves, falling from the trees, withering. Nearly naked, both the skin and the bark, age in season. ...

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