End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
End of Summer Beginning of Fall Contest 8-19-26
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wistful kiss
summer tells stories
tales of golden sunflowers
fables of fireflies
a wistful kiss to autumn
who speaks in bright harvest hues
Had I not gotten into your chasm
The blissful fancy of mine would be-
Would be the gentle sailing by the kingdom sea
Rather I'd see the shadow of hyacinth be phantasm
Or rather I'd choose to blind my sight
And see starry soul be day or be night
And would burn my wistful heart more or less
Than to be seen burning your throng of loveliness
I called you in there,there a tapping ivories
Imbibing the mead and sipping berries
For how merrily the throstle sings by-
And how the rustling wind sync well-nigh
These dream within the pulp of Oleandear
It get be adornment of mine own thought
The springest bulb into falls and naught
This with a swore of two life's; my dear
Shades of dull titanium unwavering
illume~ A Wistful evanescence is she
Her orbs light gifts us freely
Micro Poem - 4/29/25 Seventeen Words
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Wistful
Winter flees on
Pensive wings
Leaving behind ephemeral ice
Longs to taste warm sunlight -
Inhale lilac’s perfume.
traipsing down moonlight's path
bamboo sway on errant winds
jasmine perfumes the air ~
scent of wistful memories
running on empty
longing unfulfilled
hearing only echoes
deja vu enthralls
written on tenement halls
subway walls
Wistful,
wondering why.
Weeping.
She cried alone,
as she sat
on rugged rock,
ruing she ever loved.
Placed 2
forlorn
woebegone
in
pensive
musing
this
yearning
this
longing
melancholy
becomes
a
rueful
pining
almost
nostalgic
contemplation
I am the remnants of a man,
The embers, not the fire;
I am the leavings in the can,
The smile without desire.
Dreaming of castles in the sky
wishing that I could drop by
I could maybe learn to fly
Seeing unicorns passing
silvery coats glistening
as sun beams are shining
Leaping frogs croaking
at flies that are teasing
by merely swooping
Trees are slowly creeping
ashes and oaks are bowing
forest is breathing
Ah dreams escaping
each is speaking
leaving me wondering
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