Confusion Autumn Poems

 it’s such a modes
 hint of fall yet it is  just
spring time cause cooling

chill the breeze April 
it is so now spring season
so...

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The older I get the more I am sure I am right,
In saying that being right,
Should never be seen as a rite,
That leads you to...

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Puzzled at crossroads
in the yellow woods, I choose
to chase the Calling.
...

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The rays falling on me,It is confusing; for some people, it is burning.For some, it highlights my flaws.But the perception is that, for me, the...

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“The Smell of your hair after the rain”.

 I'm lost for words, I Shake my head,
 I take your hand,
 You stop to stare at...

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On a spring day without you.
Even if you aren’t there, I still remember you.

Over the clouds and peaks up high, across the rivers, across the...

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Daylight Savings Time Ends – November 5th 2023 means...

discombobulated, harried, and lobotomized
state of body, mind, and spirit triage.

Onset of dark shadows signalling edge of night
occurs...

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the chill and the blow of wind gets stronger~ colorful leaves swirl around
they are unsure of their destination ~ my love lost in confusion...

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The sultry summer past, September comes.
The warm sun illuminates the world and all its creatures.
The clouds above are high and wispy.
Softly the breeze blows, gently...

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Unspoken words on my thoughts 
As moon hidden behind the clouds 
Unable to spectate wholly
But penetrates as chill out.


One day of silence channeled years of...

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Silence swells the whispers
Snow, breathless… caressing the earth
Gentling the scene in echoes 
Serenity dancing in flurries, a blizzard
Whirling and twirling, delicious
Praises, psalms, prayers
Winter’s faded march...

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Tabula Fractus

         come with me to this moment
         where...

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Make way on the street,
68-year-old coming through,
So, shift your feet,
Or make room for me to get through.

I am not blaming you,
But at half my age,
There...

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And cooling November in the midst of dryness rage
In a place in the fields you wouldn't want to change
Nightmares visions on the naked lead tree...

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sorrow hugs my heart 
        fall’s breath rancid with her jeers 
      ...

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