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Autumn Brown and Tan
(Now immortalized in slate, at the Isle of Bute Community forest Poetry Nature trail)
The forest wears a new carpet
Different from yesterdays
A mix of dark brown and light tan
And all shades in between
There are occasional flecks
Of moss green and gorse yellow
Like a1970st from the 1970’s
The ones that you couldn’t look
At the pattern when you were
Drunk for fear on motion sickness,
Without alcohol the pattern changes
Every day, as does the texture
Sometimes hard baked pile
Sometimes damp and soft
Then suddenly without warning
The carpet is pure white
Its pile is cold and crisp
I fear winter is upon us
The forest wears a new carpet
Different from yesterdays
A mix of dark brown and light tan
And all shades in between
There are occasional flecks
Of moss green and gorse yellow
Like a1970st from the 1970’s
The ones that you couldn’t look
At the pattern when you were
Drunk for fear on motion sickness,
Without alcohol the pattern changes
Every day, as does the texture
Sometimes hard baked pile
Sometimes damp and soft
Then suddenly without warning
The carpet is pure white
Its pile is cold and crisp
I fear winter is upon us
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