Summer Quatern Poems

As summer grudgingly gives way,
Autumn comes close to the threshold.
    Many changes come in array,
    Though they can’t be...

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close up, beneath the microscope,
faint veins design subtle roadmaps
following the paths and streets, lanes
leading over peaks, reflecting

lovely stardust, broken fragments
close up, beneath the microscope,
gentling flames...

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Amble through to the forest's trees
Front and center if you might believe
Fronds of many you shall see
Fluttering to rest by autumnal breeze

Gaily sparrows chirp as...

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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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From far a cool wind gently blows,
    There's a pleasantness in the air.
Harsh summer heat steadily slows.
    The leaves...

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When Autumn comes, she saunters in.
paints asters blue and streaks the skies
magenta! When chill winds begin
to susurrate, we hear her sighs.

Wearing multi-colored dresses,
when Autumn comes,...

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Gypsy Autumn, what grace and style!
sunshine dappled melts to moonlight.
resigned summer is just awhile
trees liberated, leafless sight.

bright mosaic of yellow and brown,
Gypsy Autumn, what grace...

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Hued hint of autumn I descry, 
as cotton cloud fleet floats away 
across end-summer sapphire sky,
beguiled birds bathe in the blue bay. 

As the meadow...

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Dew drenched petals, kissed by soft light
Whisper and sigh, luring dream’s smile
Dawn’s magnificence, though not quite
So vibrant as summer’s exile

Season of mirth, season of grace
Dew...

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"If her ill dying be not on her own head, then on whose?"
-- a rhetorical question

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The fall appears upon...

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I think it’s like a lullaby
to hear the rhythm of sweet rain
come falling, falling from the sky
and tapping on my windowpane.

Pitter-patter, pitter-patter.
I think it’s like...

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Fall Tiptoed In 

Softly, last night it tiptoed in--
that wisp of crispness in the air!
I grab a quilt made way back when
and watch the sunrise...

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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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in soft signs of autumns return
cool night air settles on the land
and refreshed, earth breathes in the mist 
exhaled as morning dew on grass

grasses sprout...

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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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