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Nov 2014
swirly twirls
roll rough shod
over
dead yards
half naked trees
shake what mamma nature
gave them
orphaned leaves
cling desperately
to
  lifeline branches
frustrated
by   frenzied spasms
stripped down  to  the last
vibrant vestiges
of  Autumn's
woefully weakened
grasp
as winter's stealthy
approach
is  announced
Today's poetic  exercise   as  I watched out the window...those last  leaves  dancing   through my neighborhood  and  twirling up my nose  giving me my usual Fall allergy blast !
AprilDawn
Written by
AprilDawn  F/Kentucky USA
(F/Kentucky USA)   
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   Just Melz and Paul Butters
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