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Autumn Chill
A blast seeps in from the east
Restless, cold and biting
The sky darkens
Night
No moon in sight
The scorching summer just a memory
The leaves from the trees no longer fresh or alive
But old and withered now
The garden still
Silence has fallen
November, a new month, approaches
Restless, cold and biting
The sky darkens
Night
No moon in sight
The scorching summer just a memory
The leaves from the trees no longer fresh or alive
But old and withered now
The garden still
Silence has fallen
November, a new month, approaches
Published 15th Oct 2019
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- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
15th Oct 2019 10:22pm
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15th Oct 2019 10:58pm
16th Oct 2019 1:52am
16th Oct 2019 7:20pm
16th Oct 2019 11:26pm
This is so good L...not just wonderful imagery, but there's a texture that one can feel. Bravo!
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
16th Oct 2019 11:36pm
18th Oct 2019 10:29pm
You might not enjoy it but the scenery and terms you use to describe are exotically poetic and superb for us in forever scorching weather here in the East.
You depict it swell in words. Kudos!
Pls pleez do comment/ write down your thoughts about and under my newest poem too. Without such thought exchange interaction we would be in monologue merely.
You depict it swell in words. Kudos!
Pls pleez do comment/ write down your thoughts about and under my newest poem too. Without such thought exchange interaction we would be in monologue merely.
19th Oct 2019 9:17pm
