Fall Seeking Honest Critique Poems
#fall
Autumn, a Painting of An Artist
Confusing thoughts in Fall, me ceased to stalk
worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
wonders from afar spreading their smiles in a flock
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike.
Worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike
walking paths trodden by shades of foliage, nothing dire.
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
a painting of no formal learning, that's Nature the...
worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
wonders from afar spreading their smiles in a flock
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike.
Worries into the heart, floated and stepped aside
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
along with October breeze, pleased to go for a hike
walking paths trodden by shades of foliage, nothing dire.
Autumn, enthroned in the soul empire, would set its fire
a painting of no formal learning, that's Nature the...
#beauty
#fall
#MyInspiration
#nature
#spiritual
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Troubadour Nights
The campfire heat and moonlight
in midair fell in love
and went and danced all through the night
in consequence thereof.
The moonbeams were a pale gold
beyond the amber flames
because their space is very cold
in dark entropic shames.
Both owe their lives to caustic Sol
as their echoes flower
all through autumn's lengthening call
for more solar power!
A call increasing day by day
to which night children dance
where poet souls all love to play...
with comely maids from France!
in midair fell in love
and went and danced all through the night
in consequence thereof.
The moonbeams were a pale gold
beyond the amber flames
because their space is very cold
in dark entropic shames.
Both owe their lives to caustic Sol
as their echoes flower
all through autumn's lengthening call
for more solar power!
A call increasing day by day
to which night children dance
where poet souls all love to play...
with comely maids from France!
#fall
#Halloween
#pagan #sky
#pagan #sky
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That's When I Found Out That Autumn Has Arrived
One day, I saw a
leaf that was colored brown in
the river floating to me.
leaf that was colored brown in
the river floating to me.
#dialogue
#fall
#fiction
#nature
#river
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Illuminated
Illuminated.
The hand that writes the season
letting the pen fall
The hand that writes the season
letting the pen fall
#fall
#haiku
#nature
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Mornings like these
My heart longs for peace
Craving solitude with every beat
I felt the breeze cling to me
The fire burned
Warming my hands
The warm coffee on my tongue
Mornings like these
Where I hear the trees
I sometimes remember my dreams
Craving solitude with every beat
I felt the breeze cling to me
The fire burned
Warming my hands
The warm coffee on my tongue
Mornings like these
Where I hear the trees
I sometimes remember my dreams
#fall
#forest
#mountains
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Wine in the mountains
The bittersweet taste on my tongue
I continue on
Drinking my glass
As I bask
In the sunlight
The sun hits the mountain tips
A whole new kind of bliss
While my heart belongs to the sea
This is also quite pretty
I walked
And saw the evergreen trees
And aspen leaves
Yellow and green
What a dream
I continue on
Drinking my glass
As I bask
In the sunlight
The sun hits the mountain tips
A whole new kind of bliss
While my heart belongs to the sea
This is also quite pretty
I walked
And saw the evergreen trees
And aspen leaves
Yellow and green
What a dream
#alcohol
#fall
#forest #mountains
#forest #mountains
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Ease of Autumn
In Hills where the mist meets the gold of the trees
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
Lived a Bavarian lord, with a heart set at ease
The chill of the autumn had kissed the bright land
And the fruits of the season were ripe by his hand
His manor stood high, with its windows aglow
Scent of the harvest crept soft through the snow
The vineyards hung heavy, the apples were sweet
The fields rich with pumpkins lay under his feet
With a laugh in his throat and his stein raised high
He welcomed the dusk, under crisp autumn sky
His dunkel was poured, dark and full...
#alcohol
#fall
#food
#narrative
#rhyming
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It’s okay to Fall
I got up today
The outside is gray
Full of clouds
I no longer felt the doubt
Taking one day at a time
My war cry had died down
The leaves are changing
The temperature has dropped
Reminding me that where things die
Something else comes back more alive
The outside is gray
Full of clouds
I no longer felt the doubt
Taking one day at a time
My war cry had died down
The leaves are changing
The temperature has dropped
Reminding me that where things die
Something else comes back more alive
#fall
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Goodbye Summer
She tested us
Every way she could
Burned us to the ground
Sweat, humidity and frowns
That damn sun
Relentless
Long evenings
Moon lit calls
Walking with you
Sweet summer
Margaritas by the seaside
Lust in the air
No cares
Too hot
Too much rain
Too much traffic
Too much
It goes fast
Somewhere in August
Knowing this will end soon
Labor Day
Last call
We love summer
Hate the heat
Complaints
Melancholy has a way
Autumn on the horizon
Damn pumpkin...
Every way she could
Burned us to the ground
Sweat, humidity and frowns
That damn sun
Relentless
Long evenings
Moon lit calls
Walking with you
Sweet summer
Margaritas by the seaside
Lust in the air
No cares
Too hot
Too much rain
Too much traffic
Too much
It goes fast
Somewhere in August
Knowing this will end soon
Labor Day
Last call
We love summer
Hate the heat
Complaints
Melancholy has a way
Autumn on the horizon
Damn pumpkin...
#emotional
#fall
#LifeAsAWriter
#summer
#TruthOfLife
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Autumn in the Suburbs
Sometimes I think I'm just a murderer,
obsessed with one season,
stalking the red-gold woods and streets
with gloved hands and an ambition
to stain an oak tree red with blood
and thereby bring balance to creation.
Such absolute beauty
as autumn in the suburbs must
be paid for with a sacrifice.
I learned this holy fact when I was twelve
and hiding in the trees
I saw a man garrotte his love,
and leave it underneath a shroud
of crunchy, fallen leaves.
The lonely October unfurls,
a maid upon her silken bed. ...
obsessed with one season,
stalking the red-gold woods and streets
with gloved hands and an ambition
to stain an oak tree red with blood
and thereby bring balance to creation.
Such absolute beauty
as autumn in the suburbs must
be paid for with a sacrifice.
I learned this holy fact when I was twelve
and hiding in the trees
I saw a man garrotte his love,
and leave it underneath a shroud
of crunchy, fallen leaves.
The lonely October unfurls,
a maid upon her silken bed. ...
#dark
#fall
#fear #night
#fear #night
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Summer Countryside
Summer Countryside
Once alive yet never dead
Children’s spring summertime laughter echoes
In the air and skies overhead
Omnipresent love
Sunshine and breezes
Soft as doves
Morning light
Shining thru windows
Upon meadows warmth
Radiating from above
Flowers in bloom
Fields turning green and brown
Playgrounds full of joy
Till the rise of the new harvest moon
II.
Ghostly sounds echo in the cities
Suburbs and towns
The wind sweeps and howls
To the outskirts ...
Once alive yet never dead
Children’s spring summertime laughter echoes
In the air and skies overhead
Omnipresent love
Sunshine and breezes
Soft as doves
Morning light
Shining thru windows
Upon meadows warmth
Radiating from above
Flowers in bloom
Fields turning green and brown
Playgrounds full of joy
Till the rise of the new harvest moon
II.
Ghostly sounds echo in the cities
Suburbs and towns
The wind sweeps and howls
To the outskirts ...
#fall
#morning
#night #summer
#night #summer
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postal
Brisk walk, windchill
Leaves paint shadows on the sidewalk
A small flock of sparrows flit away
Avoiding my footfalls
A book tucked under my arm
I think of you fondly
It's the distance
Sending signals across the pond
Marred by fatal crossings
Leaves paint shadows on the sidewalk
A small flock of sparrows flit away
Avoiding my footfalls
A book tucked under my arm
I think of you fondly
It's the distance
Sending signals across the pond
Marred by fatal crossings
#city
#dating
#fall
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