Seasons Quatern Poems

"Why do stars fall down from the sky?"
Oh, they have heard song of your heart
Lauding verse of seasons gone by
Strumming rhythms, love-passions impart.

When dreams evoke...

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Autumn’s beauty takes place of pride.
So now Summer’s heat steps aside.
Cool crisp air, freshness overall.
More comfortable now its fall.

Green turning golden far and wide.
Autumn’s beauty...

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The golden yellow’s russet reds
Rain down with Autumn's changing hue.
The bleak grey skies awash my dawn
Instead, I yearn for Summer’s blue.

Cool breezes blow throughout the...

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Ever-changing Autumn, its shapes and shades.
Fanning breath stirs the heavily laden;
transforms and redraws like playful charades,
prepping, and grooming, all the misshapen.

A pastor's mural paints pure...

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The softer kin of winter
Brownish leaves crippled beneath my feet
Sing baby birds, sing
The harsh winter is near

Sweet kinder winds blowing through my hair
The softer kin...

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Autumn brings
A beautiful sight for the eyes to see
Colorful leaves hanging from branches of the trees
Graciously trickling down to the ground floor until there are...

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This astronomical event
Molted out of summer sunbeams
Causes an herbaceous retreat
Personified as sleepiness

More darkness less lightness describes
This astronomical event
More coldness less heatness results
From shorter indirect sunbeams

Tilting...

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The saddest season, when things end,
autumn, generates a frenzy
from small animals each hoping
to stash enough to tide them through.

Winter chill follows hard behind
the saddest season...

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In Autumn's whisper, secrets softly told,
A season dressed in hues of amber, gold,
Let leaves laugh in the gentle, hushéd breeze,
As stardust dawn awakens hearts at...

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The gilding of the canopies
calls upon Autumn's Midas touch.
Whereas amber and ruby leaves
are inlaid with gold filigree.

Jack Frost's icy kiss enhances
the gilding of the canopies.
And...

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Shy, erasing the darkest night
Whispers of grace over the sky
Blazing bold, impulse’s delight
Pearlescent promise’s soft sigh

Beautiful glow, so inviting
Shy, erasing the darkest night
Breathless flame, humbly...

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a leaf dances and sways in skies
painted in shades yellows and golds
soft whispers of premonitions
the changing slant of morning light

an oak bears the passage of...

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Time is precious do not waste it.
I watch the swifts circling to leave,
the rhythm of nature moves on
and evening is drawing quickly. 

There is a...

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Autumn is ready to party
It is blowing new wind this way
It breathes cooler air into night
Tinting colors into green leaves

It's preparing a whirling dance
Autumn is...

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Autumn is waiting in the wings,
hiding discretely among trees,
in plaintive music a bird sings,
coaxing a ride on a cool breeze.

Summer, reluctant to cede day
Autumn is...

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