Autumnal Poems - Poems about Autumnal

The trees dressed in their carnival clothes Gold and scarlet of the autumn days They play about the earthy hues Of boughs and boles Proud flag of any sky I take in the freshly calm air With that hint of an earthly aroma The fragrance of homeliness ...

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You once were connected You had your place As vibrant green The sun did face Now tumble down The wind she shakes As click you land Connection breaks So is it true That life revolves? The thing we were Rotates, dissolves We are transformed A panoply Of golden hints Of what's to be For in the cycle Green to rust.. Faith in the natural Ways we must Be strong in love. That nothing's lost Deception Is the only...

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Too much of reflection is mirrored at me Too much of an echo returns As I speak to you and it’s obviously Not at all hard to discern Should I rely on a change of the season? Then it’s too much of bad weather So might be too less of the conscious reason That could have link it together It’s not...

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Odour of autumn in the air Summer silently flew away Trees shed leaves soon will be bare Seasonal change, beauty will not stay. Last roses look weary on dying bush Dandelion clocks wait to be blown Herbaceous border not looking lush Wander garden on my own. Before long cold winter is here Grey clouds daily, sun slipped away Nature is silent quiet time of...

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Autumnal cinnamon scents the air Tricking and treating, if you dare Fancy costumes, ready to scare Autumnal cinnamon scents the air Children have bounties of sweets to share Bobbing for apples and crafting a snare Autumnal cinnamon scents the air Tricking and treating, if you dare Autumnal cinnamon scents the air Fancy costumes, ready to scare Children have bounties of sweets to share Tricking and treating,...

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I am a maker of peace Peace is the world I exhibit An island of lawns and some trees All imagined; its easy to leave it I am a producer of joy This job doesn’t need a great skill Come to my house, be employed You get no survey to fill I am a stateman of love You can offer a new constitution One...

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Disorder in symmetry, crack in the line Distorted perspective, cubistic design Sculptures in celluloid wrappings stand by Amorphous stains on your hands - wonder why ? Clean them away with the acetone drips Mix a new color, paint some bright strips Autumnal wind blew those images down He is the author, and I'm just a clown....

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After flaunting her wares and dazzling our eyes Her energy ebbing ,motivation low It should come to us as no surprise That her colours fade to no linger glow She does now sedately and sombrely dress Though it still being in her nature to tease With the whispering wind she conspires to impress Her onlookers as she...

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Shimmering in a chilly mist, skyscrapers overlooking NYC. August left into September's cooler mornings, schoolchildren dressed in plaid and Hush Puppies. In Central Park the leaves are a green-yellow, squirrels scurry to store acorns. Pretzel vendors appear as joggers feel relieved from humidity, in autumnal New York. Driving headed north, Upstate farms yield cider, and the Catskills and Adirondack mountains are banners of emerging colors. Deer gather from...

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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 the finesse of melancholic nostalgia. It contemplates constellations, its eyes a myriad of reflective lanterns. It rises and rises gallantly like a summoned Phoenix, sparkles and sways, as if in delirium. Its blaze an avalanche...

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Fresh leaves fall gently on the ground without making a sound Piano keys softly caress warmed by sunlight gest Brushing my senses on this delicate afternoon she plays on, as time just croons I notice she has pinned her hair up just so a touch of mascara a light scented oil of " Je ne sais quoi "...

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From the silver sky The autumnal dawn splashes Our sleeping green earth -November 01, 2023 Chattogram...

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Body of south breeze Seized by the falling maple Stranded gold field On the door of autumn sun Nature turns to rise thyself ©MB October 28, 2023 Chattogram...

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Thru the sunlight on the falling withered maple drives the time October 28, 2023 Chattogram...

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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 mercy bleed from heaven's garden - dewdrops drip on naked thorns clouds compose in charcoal clumps of miserable gloom - chill in the air in the silence of mute birds - flock...

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