Summers sun is setting,
The twilight a held breath,
Excitement for the season of change,
To see everything in a warm haze.
But I, as many,
Have persuaded myself -
Talked myself into thinking
Every year.
When the leaves change, and plants die
When wardrobes change, and winds sigh
We see change so close
We think that everyone's experience
Aligns.
What a joke -
My fall, warm glow.
My Autumn is welcome,
Another's, pure woe.
I have lived through trauma,
But so has the world,
My Autumn is shallow,
Another perspective, absurd.
So, as the season begins,
I finally sit and reflect.
I crave the knowledge
Of how the world lives this season.
Do they all see the beauty,
Or hold hate beyond reason.
We should all take a breath
As Summer finishes it's act,
And remember only the mirror
Has your experience, exact.
The city rises like a wall,
The city stares me down:
“Who are you, lost in smoke?
What battle do you wage?
All trains have burned away,
The rails have lost their age.
What brought you here to dust,
Having lost your place?”
We do not turn our eyes,
We do not reach for guns.
Enough of shouting lies —
Let falsehood turn to dust.
Our silent line moves on,
We simply keep our stride.
If all the world is strange,
Darkness won’t shift aside.
The night keeps watch downstairs,
The frozen building sleeps.
This is no heavy cross —
We’ll stand as two can stand.
The one who broke the lock
Borrows strength for a while.
The one who saved their love
Will outlast every prison.
The city will break the ice,
Cast off its borrowed face,
And finally understand
Who kept their eyes alive:
Not sellers of their flags,
Not generals of walls —
But those who, through the blindest season,
Never gave their souls away.
Author: Dmitry Lyubishkin
The cool air,the chilling breeze
The cozy days,make one freeze.
The beauty of nature is on its peak
Peace fills the air,we all seek.
The transformation is so wonderful
The vibrant green leaves look so colorful.
The warm sunlight provides a golden glow
The scent of fallen leaves spread with wind blow.
It's the beauty and charm of nature
That includes the mighty and the smallest creature.
Children find this time of the year the best
They play and enjoy...no time for rest.
This is the wonder of nature in fall
That captures attention, with every call.
A season of transition, filled with hues
That mesmerizes us,with its vibrant views.
We need to feel and live the season
To be happy and cheerful, there is a reason.
It's a bliss,a blessing from God
He who is,the Almighty, the Lord...
squirrels’ rewards, gifts
harvests of autumn, blessings
gathering bounties
coolness of dawn breathes courage
leaves wash the mountains in hope
folded the sheep's skin
first bromeliads blossom
cape starlings less puffed
we wake from underbelly
soft oranges fall exposed
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ wind ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ rose ¦¦¦¦
Cold rain ¦¦¦¦¦ sweet grass ¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ clouds like ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
Grey skies ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
Nought warm ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ was,
Nought ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ hair ¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ phantom, forlorn,
¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦ ghost ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ face ¦¦¦¦
Cold wind ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ voice ¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦ tears ¦¦¦¦¦ my heart ¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ with ¦¦¦
Silence ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦
(Blackout of November by William Cullen Bryant)
For a season ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
I shall lose ¦¦¦ sight of her face,
¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
While She is at rest in her place.
For a season ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
I shall sigh more often than smile
Till ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ a cure,
¦¦¦ the pitiful days beguile.
For that season we must be apart,
For ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ years,
Till ¦¦¦ life's last hour nears,
And, above ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ my heart,
I hear Her voice in my ears.
But ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦ not understand--
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ some later love,
¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ for whom I strove,
Till she reach ¦¦¦ forth her hand,
Saying, "Who but I have the right?"
¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦¦¦¦ ¦¦¦¦¦
¦¦¦¦¦ draw me ¦¦¦¦ to the land.
(Blackout of The Widower by Rudyard Kipling)
fair time begins
french waffles and steak hoagies
animal barns- rides
summer
hot, festive
blistering, sweltering, blazing
picnic, fireworks, snow, fireplace
freezing, numbing, piercing
cold, festive
winter
tractors parked in fields
farming season in session
sunshine and long days
Green and gold wattles
Announce the change of season
Not long to wait now.
Our long time sun evermore shines within
saying it don't glow focuses on din
dark wet is where blooms beget
spritely smile season sets
discard gloomy grimaces in black bin !
Dainty damsel flies to meet her prince
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
Cool breeze is clean
White winter's gone
Replaced by green
After their rests
Closed buds unfurl
Robins craft nests
Early sunrise
Cotton candy
Sweetens the skies
Take time to look
Open your eyes
Nature's new book
white blanket recedes
soft streams begin their journey~
life awakes from sleep.
sunshine warms the slopes
tiny rivulets now flow~
earth drinks deeply now.
green shoots sprout from soil
whispers of sweet spring at hand~
winter's grip undone.
a gentle farewell
to the quiet, freezing world~
nature's sweet rebirth.
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