Best Fall Poems

F eeling enraptured, Autumn dances in the wind, then undresses.
A s bright robes fall to the ground, her passion paints the twilight skies.
L ike a nymph, she beckons, tossing her fiery auburn tresses.
L ongingly she sighs - September’s bliss lingering in her eyes.

I ndian summer...

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Updated lyrics May 19,2020 to flow better.

THAT’S WHEN I FALL DOWN UPON MY KNEES

There’s no way- 
I’ll see another sunrise
My hope is gone-
as I'm contemplating my life

Prospects are bleak- 
that’s just the way I’m feeling
My strength is gone- 
and my will to live is fading

Here...

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I could have cried like a bride at a funeral
Bled out, dry. I could have but I was already
dehydrated...I

i think of you

I wish someone could turn the 
moon back on, turn the dimmer back up
on the stars. I can't stand these dark 
black nights void...

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Within the warmth of home, I sit amazed
at the gentle fall of snow through window pane.
Cup of tea in hand, my layered thoughts unchain,
and tumble from the tip of tongue unfazed
to land upon a pristine page appraised,
aided by the silent fall through snowy pane.
Oh, the...

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Ah, weeping leaf I feel your grief 
as Autumn hides the sun in clouds; 
battalion’s shadow, like a thief, 
disguised in dark-sky nimbus shrouds 
have kidnapped light and your belief 

in summer days of green serene, 
when willow’s dance did celebrate
and morning’s mist, it’s blurry...

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Her trembling twilight 
dims with streaking purple tears
bruised by youthful years of bleeding pain
hurting but never hugged --
locked in the arms of atmosphere’s apathy
that smeared with fiendish fingers
a contusing plum palette
across any hope in her godforsaken horizon ~

this sorrowful songbird 
who sings with the shattered...

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Fall Tiptoed In 

Softly, last night it tiptoed in--
that wisp of crispness in the air!
I grab a quilt made way back when
and watch the sunrise from my chair.

The cinnamon breeze monarchs ride—
softly, last night it tiptoed in
and brought me thoughts of days gone by,
of marshmallows...

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A Constanza (in Connie's own precious poetry form) written in tribute to this amazing friend and poet:

A lass so beautiful is she,
and like a dear friend I recall,
she brightens our world, for she’s Fall!

Like golden leaves on friendship’s tree -
when spring, then summer, we see...

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pastel June roses
afternoon picnic baskets
hiking a mountain meadow
the wanderlust thirst
as open as the ocean
beneath a fair freckled sky

drunk on sunshine wine
sunburns and blistered noses
sticky glazed humidity
crowds of rowdy kids
traffic congested beaches
August comes, longing for fall

6/22/23

POTD ~ 6/24/23...

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inspired by The Platters song, ‘Ebb Tide’

Rise And Fall
Salty tears ebbing away on moon’s tide
as whispered love echoes on ocean waves
across caramel sands where hearts reside.

Coves of sheltered inlets harbour veiled caves
that glistens with laced, seaborne aqua foam 
as whispered love echoes on ocean waves.

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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 theatre parades vibrant hues,
as misty fog covers frozen meadows.
Haunting pastels animate artist's muse.
as poetic palettes splash glowing prose.

Lampposts ignite with...

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Red, orange and yellow fill the valley
Like a bucket of paint, spilled on the trees
Water reflects autumn's grand finale
With colorful leaves, waving in the breeze

The humming birds have left on their long trip
With clear memories, of where to return
The cherry tree is now pruned, snip...

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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 a nigh 

The frosty glitter on naked corn stalks 
Waltzing between orange pumpkins and gourds 
Flying in tango a parlay...

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Fall and
red yellowing 
leaves in the trees

an old man sitting 
on a bench
watches them 
fall
and thinks of his youth

a youth 
sitting on a bench
looking into his iPhone
simulates the falling 
red yellowing leaves
and googles 
the future 
of trees...

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On earthen shores are treasures

                                 Of love, of joy, of life

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