Best Presage Poems

The scorching sunbeams
Envelop this atmosphere
In no time, for sure,
As if Nature is about
To blow her bugle of war....

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Can you feel the tendrils falling?
Autumnal threads only visible
to the sensory sight of the soul
a receptivity and prenotion
that sweeps over you ever so lightly.

Then, even though the sun is up and shining,
and grassy places still are green,
the changing colors of Autumn
have begun their slow fall,
there...

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Antecedent Universe

Imagine if a moment
Could be caught on film 

The presage
           The nuance 
		   The spectrum 
The emotion
           The context of

The moment itself...

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