Wife Autumn Poems

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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onyun soups the bind that ties

spousey wins pulitzer prize

recipe steeped

in onyuns weeped

so tasty it closed my eyes.
...

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in this mug is chicken noodle

spousey says a whole caboodle

every single day

it chases flu away

lets me get back to my doodle.
...

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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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Gloriously luxuriating in eternal sleep

Forlorn; bereft of golden
(slippered) opportunities I weep;
Three score and four years
replete with mailer daemons,
hence mindset adrip
with self denouncing expletive filled bleep
unwritten...

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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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How do I know,                                         ...

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This year is about to close,  
with snow on it's way.  
It is time to turn the blushing apples into,  
a warm...

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The roundest, orangest, nicest pumpkin I find
 In a farmer's field ten miles from town.
Uncarved and free from ghoul's design
with unsaid prayers, I set my...

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The toxic masculinity 


The big gorilla, a silverback, found in the woods a tiny creature
it first had thought of killing, but in the tiny animal...

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Autumn and the birds left real fast,                                  Autumn's...

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With hot coffee in hand, 
I am looking out my picture window. 
I see the autumn leaves being blown off the trees, 
beautiful leaves in...

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I relished being hungry for Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

whereby the missus didst potchke
created whirling dervish hubbub
after enjoying repast, 
(fit for a tarnished king),
yours truly...

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Walking in a luster of brown and gold.

Leaves crunch underfoot.

Maple syrup and chimney smoke smells a-wafting through the streets.  

A chilled amber Marzen waits...

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autumn is peeking
apples for picking~baking
leaves for the raking

 

Date Written: 8/21/2022
Note: Haiku Rhyme...

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