Russets Poems - Poems about Russets

...Upon the final strains of Summer's swansong, Autumn makes her appearance, singing a harmonious hymn of hues with scarlets, ambers, golds and russets, the trees resplendent in their festive finery......

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...October's moving in I can feel it on my skin. The wind blows lightly every leaf but brings in the cooling sheaths pushing back the leftovers summer beats lack; In the quiet rush the trees......

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...Splendor of golden days Sky blue aster flowers Showy forget-me-nots Saphire tones, russets Shadows casting deeper Somber are the moods of September so welcome Sept ‘Lady Of Sorrows’......

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...The trees in the park today Swaying in the breeze Saying goodbye to summer And hello to autumn, Clothed in their display of Greens and browns and Russets and yellows That drift and flutter ......

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... My favorite wonders and magic found in each Fall are the way colors of trees raptly begin to sprawl Across the woodland paths that I like to wander the season fills me with many poems to......

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...Awful avocados always Breathe bitter blue breaths Craving cardinal’s Christmas carols Ditching deliberate dungarees during Elusive extraterrestrial escapades. Forsaking fitful Floridian flamingo......

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...Colors of autumn make me smile Golden browns, russets, scarlets too Sky today looks vibrant blue Squirrels leap tree to tree Gorgeous autumn day Crazy pretty Beautiful Dainty Fall......

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...The leaves are slowly changing To their russets, reds and golds As the temps start dropping lower So that autumn thus unfolds. The porches decked with pumpkins Or with bright and cheery mums ......

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...Looking out the window Of the cancer ward I see golds and russets Way off to the distant horizon Nigh a breeze gently swaying life As the sun warms all colors With its honey glow I let my thou......

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...temperatures drop ,daylight hours fly on the lawn yellow leaves putrefy. Pampas tinted old gold bathed in the evening sun- I siesta in Fall shadows. an old orchard wall russets ready to fa......

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...Such a lovely ebony woman so deserved to be loved more precious than rubies she is mentioned in Proverbs when she kisses me and smiles clouds darken the skies of her eyes her fragrant breasts b......

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...While sunrise bathes the early morning air Illuminating new dawn’s loveliness, Where mild rain tints the pure of crystal glare To rouse shimmery boughs through June’s finesse. Herei......

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...They're known by many names - taters, potatos, pertaters and spuds. As a Hoosier lad I toiled hoein' taters and flickin' bugs off their buds! So I was very well qualified when I entered the service......

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...dissolving summers yield a muted sheen and drawn-out shadows over meadows sprawl; like dappled sunlight, golden peppered green, the newly turning leaves sketch hints of fall, in subtle hues at first,......

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...Autumn is approaching rapidly. Already leaves of many trees become Converted. Some are changing vividly To crimsons, russets, shades of gold and plums. The asters, goldenrods, gentians abloom. T......

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