Autumn Personification Poems

“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius
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“Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. 
“Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for...

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In the evening coolness where the sprawling maple tree sighs,
Admired in strength and beauty, on innovations, our world relies.

My pairing seeds helicoptered, carried on Nature's...

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“Air becomes wind when it’s agitated.” Lucretius

“Thank you for joining me in the studio today,” Mr. Zephyr. 
“Glad to be here, Bob. Thank you for...

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Ineffably, I explore the width of the earth, my sillage an ode to life. Smile of serenity.
I lotus, exude wisdom as I age in stage,...

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“If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.”– Frances Hodgson Burnett

Though I’m unable to bear the coldest...

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Within my depths ancient murmurs arise.
As had Phoenix, I had burned to ashes.
Yet I rise to strew the day with surprise
as I flourish in brilliantine...

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In the crisp autumn air
as the golden sun embraces
the countryside devoid of leaves
the recent canopy of colours
fell like a constant stream of confetti
the soft breath...

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Why must l leave now?”
Autumn asked with raised eyebrow
“One month more, will you allow?”
Winter said “Just go,
I must make the cold winds blow
And frost all...

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The October morning mist gently kisses my face.
Frost hugs the grass, but the morning sun smiles, melting it to dewy tears.
The morning breeze dances lightly...

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A soft mist clings to the horizon
A lazy sun bleeding through it
Seeping into the fading darkness

A yellow-orange streak darts
Across the silence of the pond
Shouting to...

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I remember clinging on to the naked branch,
which had been my home since the season of birth.
In my days of botanical glory,
flourishing and nourishing in...

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"The lifecycle of the leaf is a truly wondrous part of Autumn, with a vivid and immersive show every second you remain outside. From the...

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School has started, the plaids are walking in place
We are cheering for our football teams
Loving mustard colored gourds and pumpkins
Autumn is loving her power as...

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I have blown by the rock of Gibraltar
 and whispered to the waves of the sea
 I have heard the dolphins laughter
 as I travel...

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Whispering, often hushed –
	through oaks and pines,
jaded hopes, inviting – the music
of a prayer, free as light, glimpsing –

yesterday, breaking through the spirit
	intimate and buttery...

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