Fall Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#fall
2022
Dear Summer,
how quickly you ran ahead of me
long legs so beautifully kissed by the sun racing through fields of flowers
warm grass in all shades of emerald
cool rocky rivers
beckoning bare feet to wade
glowing in the hot sun
her dress drenched
in summers perfume
door ajar
autumn came almost overnight
blowing cold breezes
through the eves
whistling around corners
encouraging the need
for soft warm comfort
fire is sparked
in a glowing chimney
black charred with age ...
how quickly you ran ahead of me
long legs so beautifully kissed by the sun racing through fields of flowers
warm grass in all shades of emerald
cool rocky rivers
beckoning bare feet to wade
glowing in the hot sun
her dress drenched
in summers perfume
door ajar
autumn came almost overnight
blowing cold breezes
through the eves
whistling around corners
encouraging the need
for soft warm comfort
fire is sparked
in a glowing chimney
black charred with age ...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#nature
#LifeAsAWriter
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the coward
in the
heat of
the moment
I felt I was
benumbed
and wanted
to scream
your name
because
till I opened
my eyes
all I could
see was
you...
and it's
not right
am I
a coward
for not
choosing
chaos?
..truth?
...love?
heat of
the moment
I felt I was
benumbed
and wanted
to scream
your name
because
till I opened
my eyes
all I could
see was
you...
and it's
not right
am I
a coward
for not
choosing
chaos?
..truth?
...love?
#lust
#lies
#betrayal
#fall
#lover
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Fall
.. When a rain of emotions
falls on the city.
Only the bravest
do not open their umbrellas ...
PAR
falls on the city.
Only the bravest
do not open their umbrellas ...
PAR
#rain
#fall
#emotions
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Where Poesy Resides.
Oh! how the view is seizing !!
When the sun is rising
And the Earth is praising
The Beauty of the lord
When Summer is blazing
And the heat is dazing
Cheerful cicadas sizzling
Arpeggios tunes on the cord
Flat meadows where lazing
Herds and cattles grazing
Sheperds never stressing
Keeping zen eyes on the herds
And then comes Autumn
Acid and sour like lemon
Bearing a languid boredom
A dirge sung post motem
Time for a walsing butterfly
Like a happy flower passing by
The emerald...
When the sun is rising
And the Earth is praising
The Beauty of the lord
When Summer is blazing
And the heat is dazing
Cheerful cicadas sizzling
Arpeggios tunes on the cord
Flat meadows where lazing
Herds and cattles grazing
Sheperds never stressing
Keeping zen eyes on the herds
And then comes Autumn
Acid and sour like lemon
Bearing a languid boredom
A dirge sung post motem
Time for a walsing butterfly
Like a happy flower passing by
The emerald...
#winter
#fall
#spring
#night
#dawn
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falling star
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
if you don't want to fall
if you don't want to learn
if you don't want to fly
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
if you don't want to levitate
if you don't want to avoid fate
if you don't want to accept
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
PAR
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
if you don't want to fall
if you don't want to learn
if you don't want to fly
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
if you don't want to levitate
if you don't want to avoid fate
if you don't want to accept
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
don't go near the edge
PAR
#fall
#fate
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Poetry, Nature, and Beauty
In the vast lands where the spirit finds freedom
Where the mind can, its deep caves,fathom
Down by the tall rocks that go up into heavens
Flowers in row, with dewy beads,are woven
Here the spirit can stream like deep river
And the heart can throb better than ever
The eye can fill its orb with life's beauties
And the ear to hear the elements' ditties
Nature's music chimes with forms that vary
And shades of paints fit the smell that carry
Shapes round or long, tall and some...
Where the mind can, its deep caves,fathom
Down by the tall rocks that go up into heavens
Flowers in row, with dewy beads,are woven
Here the spirit can stream like deep river
And the heart can throb better than ever
The eye can fill its orb with life's beauties
And the ear to hear the elements' ditties
Nature's music chimes with forms that vary
And shades of paints fit the smell that carry
Shapes round or long, tall and some...
#summer
#winter
#fall
#spring
#night
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Small fall of walls
the fall
the endless fall
the fall of the walls
the fall of everything on the walls
and the walls that fall
create piles of rubble
like any other wall
that will eventually fall
the walls fall down
mostly fall on the shards
of the walls that never fall
in the endless fall.
PAR
the endless fall
the fall of the walls
the fall of everything on the walls
and the walls that fall
create piles of rubble
like any other wall
that will eventually fall
the walls fall down
mostly fall on the shards
of the walls that never fall
in the endless fall.
PAR
#fall
#WritingPoetry
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So he falls
He falls
remembering all the promises,
remembering all the prayers,
remembering all the preachings.
He falls
opening spaces in the clouds,
opening craters in the ground,
opening the flames in the fire.
Then he falls...
PAR
remembering all the promises,
remembering all the prayers,
remembering all the preachings.
He falls
opening spaces in the clouds,
opening craters in the ground,
opening the flames in the fire.
Then he falls...
PAR
#fall
#frustration
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Poster in a Seaside Bank
Happy to serve you
in Clacton-on-Sea, it said.
Or something like it, I suppose,
the tawdry market-speak
of councils that convene
to seem spontaneous,
to carry on the half-hearted facade
that anyone would tarry here.
The poster faced the glassed-in booths
in which the bank clerks passed their days
assisting pensioners, addicts,
and silly sods like me
who must be forced
to love technology.
Perhaps the poster forced my hand
towards the apps, ISAs, and other means
of pushing on. ...
in Clacton-on-Sea, it said.
Or something like it, I suppose,
the tawdry market-speak
of councils that convene
to seem spontaneous,
to carry on the half-hearted facade
that anyone would tarry here.
The poster faced the glassed-in booths
in which the bank clerks passed their days
assisting pensioners, addicts,
and silly sods like me
who must be forced
to love technology.
Perhaps the poster forced my hand
towards the apps, ISAs, and other means
of pushing on. ...
#winter
#fall
#morning #dawn
#morning #dawn
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…Fall Back
yesterday
was the end
of daylight
savings time
does that mean
today
is the beginning
of daylight
spending time?
after all
holidays are
just around
the corner
just sayin’
© 2022 Raibeart Bruis
was the end
of daylight
savings time
does that mean
today
is the beginning
of daylight
spending time?
after all
holidays are
just around
the corner
just sayin’
© 2022 Raibeart Bruis
#fall
#holiday
#MovingOn
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Orange you glad it's Halloween
Orange, are you glad it's Halloween?"
Tawny sky was falling down in sheets of clay
Autumn crackling beneath Auburn sunrays
Pomelo radiance kissing monarch wings
Burnt sienna moon good harvest brings
Taste of hickory embers hang the tongue
Recall festivities of when we were young
Anticipation for the cornucopia of sweets
Every Hallow's Eve the tradition repeats
Jack-o-lanterns glowing tangerine by dusk
Appetite of lumberjacks belly aches a must
An array of candies appease the tooth fairy
An...
Tawny sky was falling down in sheets of clay
Autumn crackling beneath Auburn sunrays
Pomelo radiance kissing monarch wings
Burnt sienna moon good harvest brings
Taste of hickory embers hang the tongue
Recall festivities of when we were young
Anticipation for the cornucopia of sweets
Every Hallow's Eve the tradition repeats
Jack-o-lanterns glowing tangerine by dusk
Appetite of lumberjacks belly aches a must
An array of candies appease the tooth fairy
An...
#fall
#Halloween
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TRANSFORMATION (collaboration- adagio)
Listening to the breeze that shakes the leaves
And the shadows of Autumn beneath my feet
Missing the butterflies as they fly free lilting up on air
Now dying on the flight to a destination unknown
Feeling the soul of the motherlode of greed
The need to gather creatures prepare for dismissal days to come
Crunching decay of Falls decline beneath my feet
That return into the white of winter burgeoning chill
With ashes of the wind walkers of the brazen greaves
Now unchained disguised as the living season
In shadows of a garden filled...
And the shadows of Autumn beneath my feet
Missing the butterflies as they fly free lilting up on air
Now dying on the flight to a destination unknown
Feeling the soul of the motherlode of greed
The need to gather creatures prepare for dismissal days to come
Crunching decay of Falls decline beneath my feet
That return into the white of winter burgeoning chill
With ashes of the wind walkers of the brazen greaves
Now unchained disguised as the living season
In shadows of a garden filled...
#winter
#fall
#nature
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