Introspection 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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should I fear my autumn
when Juniper wilts with me
and the sagging stars above
edge closer to the sea

should I fear my autumn
with winter still to show
my...

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latte swimming milky sea

frothy waves of harmony

carmel drizzle brace

morning coffee grace

comfort sip each day's decree.
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Cherry blossoms, with a mundane grace,
Drift    d  o    w      n
Like hollow trees, in...

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A shared nature scheme—
Tree and sky color madness
On phantasm cheeks—
Still leaves fall in silk whispers
Grasp for the sun's set on me....

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It's nature's will in Autumn trees—
To slip out of offbeat colors.
There lay crushed prose he saw through her.
My unattached ground still does bleed
From raked walks...

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Our breath is paled by the October moon—
I'm miming prints with her glance on glass;
But by window magic, don't we all swoon
To this season's world...

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Death holds promise of renewal
Beauteous autumn stirs our soul
God enlivens life pulse dual
Shape of form shifts, yet we feel whole

Take a cue from the fallen...

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Autumn is a season of reflection,
As old leaves die, fade to red and are shed.
It's time for deep lasting introspection,
To prepare for winter and spring...

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Fall 
Whether 
broken— there
our veins are joint;
by leaves that saturate the ground with new

beauty that I walk through cracking myself
on gems, but soft—
Whether the
weather
breaks....

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Your colour, Green
You are a Belter
Sunny side up 
A helter-skelter 
Of emotions

My soul recharged
From brighter skies 
Bubble of joy
From the prickly lies
Of the world

Our hearts...

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leaf covered sidewalks
pumpkins ready to harvest
mornings bring us frost...

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Blow
for now
your heat on
rippling leaves;
unjaded, they don't drop... the pressure snarls 

in veins on leafy cheek's different masks
(too many airs)
color shy—
fallen
raked...

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