Lyric October Poems

Summer; the season of the sun, 
Spring; the season of new life 
Winter; the season of struggle, 
Autumn; the season of no strife 

Step outside,...

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 I'm not  a wild flower
I'm not a hillside meadow,
I'm  nothing more than
 dormant grass hiding 
in a  rocky mountain's shadow.
Lifeless at...

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We are apples growing on our parent's tree, planted by our grandparents from the apples of our great-grandparents ~ author

October skies still reflect in your...

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Amber is my color
It's a color of ember
Remember December…
How cold it was - I remember
It is now November…
No longer October…

Amber is my color
It's a color...

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Strikingly crafty logomaniac presents...
what else... his trademark blatherskite!

While sprawled comfortably
numb upon davenport
Iowa daily dose of poetic mishmash,
thus yours truly couches, kneads, sports...
his imponderable matted
swiftly styled...

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October Morn
By: Tom Wright
10/26/01

A boy's silvery breath,
a Jack-O-Lantern's glow.
Amid cascading leaves,
dangles an old elm's mistletoe.

Corn stalks, neatly shocked,
emit the sun ray's glisten.
Migrating geese overhead,
with heart...

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Of course, my dear, you're a little shying,
And my October's pale and gray,
What will you say to friend decrying,
Who has remembered you in day?

I feel...

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Lay my head against this wall
Memories of you and things we saw the same
Why can't I stop returning
To that which brings me the greatest inspiration...

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The common men do not like me
So you sit me down, my spree, spree
I light my cigarette, the fire blazed, ardor, ardor
I'll make a dramatic...

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Come an' pick yerself an apple,

Come an' pick a heapin' load;

Come an' pick a bloomin' bushel

An' a couple fer the road.


There's a dozen different sizes,

Pink...

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October moon, October moon, as you
come out tonight, please shine on me 
your light. Let some guitars play a tune
to serenade my love this night.

October...

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With colors changing as winter is in route
The trees stand proud as their leaves
Take on a whole new meaning 
Knowingly possessing the power
To capture my...

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This morning with the coolness 
Of night still in the air
My thoughts gather crowded
With many things running 
Through my head.

The mystery of love
The stillness of...

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October flies into the gardens 

by shaggy bird.

Faces of trees are similar to faces of the sacred.

And there is the silhouette familiar somewhere,

But only the...

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there is an intense 
ageless quality to an 
autumnal day in October 
that embraces the past, and all 
its wistful tenderness 
the present and its...

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