Loss Autumn Poems

The trees are beginning
to turn inward towards sleep
and are letting go of leaves
dressed in their funereal finery
of yellow, orange and red. 
They fall like severed...

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Children's Poems VI

These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. 



Springtime Prayer
by Michael R. Burch

They'll...

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Spring Time pretty flowers in my garden will start to grow,
do you see the old huge black crow.
Summer Time with lots of outdoor fun,
watch out...

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Wind, the Barber,
   shears the trees
   decisively
with naught but
   his own  Fall design
   in mind,
Refusing imaged...

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days
of leaves
gold and red
fallen to ground
trees became barren
limbs in mourning
for their loss
cold dark
nights
...

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this year
mid-fall

feels like
mid-spring

in the
Deep South

highs in
eighties

breaking 
records

shorts and
flipflops

still worn
daily

forecast
warning—

cold front’s
coming

that’s no
surprise

time to
find those

gloves and
jackets

toss those
wilting

mums and
pansies

mourn not
loss of 

mid-fall
mildness

winter’s
coming

with her
wealth of

unique
beauties
...

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In autumn's reign, vales of verdure turn gold,
Fallen leaves tell the tale of life's revise,
Brown branches lie bare; trees are brave and bold,
Resilient dryads, keening...

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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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October brings us 'round to wonder
What's ahead as our year is ending
This vibrant time with colors transcending 
On Earth at this time every year.

From green...

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autumn-dressed in pretty colors of red, yellow and orange
cool breezes-cover the pumpkins at night like a blanket
the sun-now has less time to play outside
autumn-is my...

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What a fun time of the year
picking apples for baked pies
playing in the falling leaves
winter is coming....

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The Autumn crocuses sway
amongst the shadows of the pine trees
The air is resonant with smoke
As the buddleia dies down

August as thick as musk
Blackbird came a...

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With mid- October, summer heat has come to an interim close.
A sweet sensation creeps into every sinew as coolness pervades the air.
Autumn wind, shaking the...

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Falling,
In finality,
sorrow's fiery colors,
I cannot bear you've passed away,
my loss...

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Strong, in some ways –
Reflecting the old times, the old days,
Like a moment inspired by light,
Suggesting the beauty of a smile,
Echoing truth in every movement,
Exposing...

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