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October and flaming leaves of all colors
not only my birthday but so are others
October is so many things this season brings
Columbus day full moon Halloween and many things,
October is fall and all the trees are changing
colored lawns with falling leafs,
left to bare the limbs and trees.
Halloween is the exciting time,
in October of wilting summer vines,
for children there's costooms  and trick or treat,
for the women baking pumpkins pies to eat
For the men there's bow hunting and venison meat.
A new season October brings, temperature drops and frost appears,
October, November, December, then January and it's another year.
"Poems is finish"
A candle light lit by the bed stand
shadows of the flickering light on the ceiling
playing softly my country band
laying in his arms , loving this feeling
Only if  this could last as the candle burns
together as the candle flickers on the ceiling
the shadows of our naked bodies while touching,
making love the whole night, our shadows on the ceiling.
need to finish
The knock at the door on Halloween night
The Ghost and Goblins looking through the window of the door,
Screaming , Screaming Trick or Treat,
Candy in hand as I place in bags of the four
down the side walk comes a witch on a broom,
as I run to get more candy from another room.
In my hand the bowl is full of suckers and snicker, musketeers,  
Music in the back ground of frightening tuns to fear,  
Cob webs tangling as the skeletons jump out and scream.
OH what a wonderful night on Halloween
need to finish
I love Halloween the beginning to the end
I can pretend I'm some one else with all my friends
Shhhhhh the fall brings something special
It's like a gift every year
You can't open it,  it just appears
I love the smell of the Halloween air,
The Ghost and Goblins they'll be there
I get so excited but so scared
I'm dressed like a witch but I don't care
I'm all in black with ugly teeth
My friend is a ghost wearing a sheet
We knock on doors playing trick or treat
Better have candy or you have me to meet
The mirror of life
You look into it and who do you see
some one looking back and is looking at me.
Need to finish
Thanks giving
Is a day we all wait for,
the women in the kitchen
baking  apple and Pumpkin pies
Men are still out hunting with the other guys
What a wonderful time of the year to spend
With all your family and friends
Preparing for the preparation
excitement for the celebration
O what a wonderful time of the year.
Not fished yet still working on this poem
The old fire place
was least 90 years old
It came with the cabin as the story unfolds
it was a log cabin with a stone chimney
the chimney ran all the way down in side
Where near was a chair where the bearded man reside
Now as the story is told
The wood was cut and properly stacked
Along side the fire place was a burlap sack
we looked through the window and what did we see
lots of toys and a Christmas tree
dancing elf's were all about
was a huge locomotive train sitting on a track
going around and round click clack
bells were ringing
The angles were singing
  Christmas chimes were hanging
there was even a drum set banging
our child eyes were all lit up
as we lean against the window pane,
looking in and seeing the tree filled with candy canes
as the little elf's drank out of Christmas cups
There was Santa loving it so much
wow their getting ready for the Christmas year
** ** ** we heard him say
as his long white beard was white and gray
we have to make the toys
for all the little girls and boys
dancing and prancing  running all about
Mrs Clause is in the kitchen hearing her shout
baking cookies
pies and candy canes ties
hair pulled back with her apron on
Singing Christmas songs
The little else was singing along
wrapping presents and filling socks
Near Santa chair hung the Christmas clock
oh how exciting this Christmas year
awaiting for the reindeer to appear
on Christmas eve night that's coming near
Santa string the wood in the old fire place
warming the cabin for the season race
whistling and singing all night  long
Christmas eve the reindeer came
Dasher and prancer,
Donne,r and blithesome
Rudolph the famous reindeer of all
not finished ,need to put in a poem...
I have recently grown to appreciate the Fall
Orange, Red, Yellow
Pumpkins, Leaves, Apple Cider
Makes me happy to be named
Autumn
the title reflects how I feel
******* a kiss, doll
And I'll lead the way;
I'll show you where all those mermaid lay,
give you a carriage of pumpkins and magic
name what you want, and there you shall have it;
I'll go and bow down to the Elven Kings,
and watch you with pride as he gives you a ring;
We'll talk to the sprites and flee from the ghosts,
Meet pretty princesses (I love you most)
We'll watch unicorns as they gallop and prance,
And when we see stars we'll just get up and dance,
Make several wishes from genies aplenty,
So many nymphs, at least fifteen or twenty
Will take us to dragons that are blowing blue fire,
And knights with bright swords (of which I'll admire)
We'll run to the place where the phoenix all meet,
See them slack-jawed as they sparkle with heat,
And then when it's time to finally sleep,
Please close your eyes and then kiss me so sweet,
And when we wake up in lands of metal machines,
I know we're not where there's ogres and queens,
But you're still my princess, and trust me my dear,
Somehow your kisses are sweeter right here.
The first rhyming poem I've written in quite a long time; suggestions, comments, and criticism all appreciated. Thanks for reading. (:
The Pumpkin  fest
The night of Halloween,
We went to the pumpkin fest
We were all in costumes and dressed our best
thousands of pumpkins were on the ground
Wagons hooked up by horses were all around
Filled with excitement
And filled with cheer
As we load up on the wagon for another year
Oh how I love Halloween
Carameled apples with sticks in between
horses pulling the hay ride
  yelling trick or treat out side
They fill our bags with lots of candy
Reese 's peanut 's and m&ms;
snickers and kit kats
and three Musketeers
Oh how I love Halloween this year.
The grown ups are sitting and drinking hot cider
I'm dressed as a witch sitting by a tiger
Ghost and goblins their there too
a Cinderella and bear bear boo
The night's coming to a end
and the hay ride is over
It won't happen again til next October.
Finished
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