Harvest Autumn Poems

The orchard stands, but I don’t pick.
The gate is open. That is all.
The birds can take what fruit they wish—
I’ve left no shadow on the...

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Half Past Summer, Two Months To Fall

The sultry legs of summer dance under sunny skies
Each day, the steps are heated and embraced
She lies in summer's...

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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...

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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...

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Matsuo Basho: English translations of Haiku about autumn, fall, sea, autumn wind, harvest moon, dark, darkness, dawn, day, life.

First of autumn:
the sea and the rice...

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brisk autumn zephyr
ruby red apple orchards ~
glow midst harvest moon
...

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Leaves labor in loam, roses endure the drouth’s weight,
From the east, petals peel, in soft drift concatenate.
Chariot’s beacon soars to the glint’s edge of tomorrow
To...

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A ballad plays soft meloncholy blue
Amid a treasure of red gold and maroon

An Autumn evening had birthed a harvest moon 
 as the winds kicked...

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Tis not the age of lushy, dewy dawn
the springtime of our race
when we knew not right or wrong.
In the gardens of the past,
before we knew...

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Autumn leaves, a scenic bloom,
a time of change an eerie tune
as leaves turn golden and trees begin to bare,
nature's scent fills the air.

A blustery walk...

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Wind of creation and wind of the dawn,
All thou caress is soon withered and gone.
Born of the elements, battered and bare,
All that is common, so...

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In the late fall
After apple picking and around thanksgiving
When the leaves started
To fade from green to red
We’d hook up the PTO from the old Deere
To...

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autumn lingers unfinished
though cold drops november 
rain and waits undiminished
'til native summer sun remembers
what could unmake
when days full ache
bloom autumn colors
quick winter all borders
golds greens...

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In the middle ages
these roughed and scuffed decades
between newborn crocus snow-melt-nursed and
dried hydrangea blooms sepia-skinned and papery thin
I earned the right to wear sapphires
and burn...

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Comes autumn with grasslands and 
  trees ornate
As mauve pallet begins to recreate
The exuberance of a new season's 
   girth;
While air tangy...

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