O these coolnesses!
Blown off a water.
Re-encountered, regaled again
Each face in summer.
With noon's energy
Nightfall's toned down is
Shake a bluff, maidenhair bank
Hurtled off; sat. bliss!
it is cool autumn!
sweet, delicious ruby grapes!
have a good evening!
As the Seasons Change
Winter comes with signs as the trees grow bare
God's creatures huddle under a blanket of gold
Yet the pines stand well dressed without a care
Autumn comes with her breath so cold
And winter follows suit, it's true
The summer green fades to gold in these days
As nature waits for spring to blossom anew
While the passing of the seasons change our ways
September is busting out all over,
leaves with pretty colors,
fill the cool air.
A new sweater for the cool morning air,
will keep me warm as I pick up pretty leaves over and over.
I love the red and orange colors.
Birds of many colors,
are singing as they are flying through the air,
they keep going to the bird feeder many times over.
September will be over with new colors to fill the winter's air.
The autumn wind of fourteen-
ninety- nine
Blew over Basel in a crisp, sharp
line,
Where Swabian battles found their
silent close,
And from the ash, a sovereign
peace arose.
On twenty-second days of that
September chill,
The ink was dried, the clashing
swords were still.
The Holy Empire loosed its ancient
hold,
As Swiss resolve was etched in lines
of gold.
The treaties signed, the mountain
cantons free,
To chart their course of armed
neutrality.
While far away, across the shifting
deep,
Old empires woke from centuries of
sleep.
The month drew closed, the
modern world awake,
With every bond the Swiss had
dared to break.
A second half of autumn, fierce and
grand,
That drew the borders of a fearless
land.
Fairy tales delight
White Pretty Horses with horns
Lies make me Dizzy
Apricot pies have been hard to find,
for a while now,
And those one can find are seldom
worth getting to know.
McDonald's no longer have apricot pies,
Despite my many sighs.
Buying apricots and making my own,
But with prices that only make me groan,
As I ask a mate for a loan.
It took me many years,
And lots of tears,
As pie after pie,
Failed to catch my eye,
But I finally found an apricot pie,
That was worth the buy,
Came in a cardboard box of four,
I gave them the maximum score.
As they came in their own tin foil tray,
Which saved the cleaning of an oven tray,
And that's all I have to say,
Except as to the makers of an apricot pie,
that caught my eye,
I will only lie,
To protect my supply.
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Hooray autumn is on it's way,
the long summer has been way too too hot.
Cooler days are what I want,
with a soft cool breeze covering me.
Pretty leaves falling down,
colors are a patch quilt carpet.
The welcome mat now reads autumn.
The air starts to shift and turn cool
A gentle whisper, nature's rule
A softer light begins to gleam
Reflecting in a sleepy stream
A scent of earth, a hint of frost
Where summer's vibrant bloom is lost
The sun descends in golden haze
Through shortening of passing days
A silent setting starts to weave
That only souls who watch believe
The trees in robes of russet dressed
Their leafy crowns now put to test
The fields are bare, the harvest done
A resting time for everyone
The scent of wood smoke starts to rise
Beneath the vast darkening skies
A comfort lies in the night`s chill
As the cool breeze stands deeply still.
This autumn breath, prelude to frost,
To winter`s advent, never lost.
Who dictates what is cool
He who drops out of school?
Who sets the tone for what is hip
He who gives the fuzz the slip?
Who decides what is in
The fellow with the cheshire-cat grin?
Who gets to define success
He who is given to excess?
Who is a veritable magnet for sex
He who stands for hours erect?
Who writes cutting-edge couplets like these
My dogwood, but he has the fleas
Storms are passing with
The heat I could not stand,
The days drag on so slow as
Summer's flames were fanned
Winds calmed the burn
Yet it lingered there,
As stubborn as ever
Hanging on in the air
Just when I thought
That I was truly done,
Then came the rain
And a more gentle sun.
The chilling wind begins to
softly sigh,
As golden leaves fall down from
branches high.
Before me,
A sandy beach unfolds.
I stepped upon it.
I had no other choice.
The Atlantic waves pause for a moment,
Beckoning to me.
Just like your
Irresistible,
Salty temptation.
It was too sweet.
I look up at the sky.
I look out at the sea.
I look at a woman.
Strolling along the beach for a while,
Someone knocks on my back.
I am no longer on the beach.
A nameless entity,
Drooling,
Cries out:
"At last!
We’ve caught the lord!"
The waves of the sea wink at me.
I softly wink back.
To think the goddess of the sea loved me so!
"Valhalla!"
That was my dream,
Yet the goddess drags me away
To dream a brand new dream.
I cry out,
"Valhalla!"
And she slaps me across the face.
The cool air,the chilling breeze
The cozy days,make one freeze.
The beauty of nature is on its peak
Peace fills the air,we all seek.
The transformation is so wonderful
The vibrant green leaves look so colorful.
The warm sunlight provides a golden glow
The scent of fallen leaves spread with wind blow.
It's the beauty and charm of nature
That includes the mighty and the smallest creature.
Children find this time of the year the best
They play and enjoy...no time for rest.
This is the wonder of nature in fall
That captures attention, with every call.
A season of transition, filled with hues
That mesmerizes us,with its vibrant views.
We need to feel and live the season
To be happy and cheerful, there is a reason.
It's a bliss,a blessing from God
He who is,the Almighty, the Lord...
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