Rose Autumn Poems

It burns its way out of wood
resembling a fiery rose, 
and penetrates the gloom 
with gleams and bloom.

It murmurs ceaselessly, 
its breath an autumnal aroma,
with...

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Open the door and you will see,
A protruding rose as youthful as can be.
By the tree; the evergreen tree,
Masked in all its glory.
Fresh and beautiful...

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Poet's ink portrays wonders so profound,
as the last crimson rose of summer fades,
verdant leaves gently float to soggy ground,
weaving a pattern of saffron, beige shades.

Autumn's...

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Give me dust
Give me soil
Give me grubby knees
grass stains
and bruises
Give me sand in my hair
and bugs on my shirt
Fruit flies
butterflies
ladybugs and ants
The caterpillars falling from...

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fall’s final blossoms
droop, wilting on my rose bush . . .
pine scent fills my house...

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I woke early this November morning
just before shadows fell at day's dawning. 
In a drizzling shower this Autumn day,
I meandered through a mist filled meadow...

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last night I slept with the moon in bed,
I didn't close the window like before: -
come in when you want, I told her,
and she came...

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The falling leaves serenade and ballet 
Whilst the harvest moon slowly waves good-bye 
The sky; a straw-like yellow chardonnay 
As the "Good morning" sun rises...

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Fallen leaves upon the ground,
Luxuriously spread and interwound.
Producing a carpet of bedecked Autumn Leaves,
Displaying an image you can't believe.

Rose Dust, Corn Silk, Ruby Red and...

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autumn's palette colours fauna and flora - amber and brown shades spread

golden flames too timid to enkindle - last rose turns rusty from red

tears of...

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In the blushing sunrise,
Rose gold and luscious lavender,
Promising that daybreak…
Stirs souls to hear God’s laughter,
Sings of all the pleasures…
Revealed when light erases the dark,
Leaving the...

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when maple sun melts
along orange ice of dusk
brisk-ballet shall breathe
in pale love's snowy scents for -
I'm your midnight's moon-pearled rose......

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“Promises in September's magic”
“promesse nella magia di settembre”

Sweet September arrives again, 
hearing the celestial melody and 
symphony of a nocturnal wind 
calling your name, beneath...

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A crimson wave applauds every brisk breeze,,
sending cerise ripples through the treetops.
And watching the leaves tumble from the trees,
sunburned farmers start harvesting their crops.

A scarlet...

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One day in a trance meditation state,
ego fell like a dead leaf from a tree,
even as rhythm of bliss magnetism chaste,
frolicked amidst lilac flowers carefree.

Awestruck...

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