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Randy Johnson Sep 2019
Fall is my second favorite season of the year.
I love the Autumn as much as people love beer.
The leaves will change color and fall from the trees.
When it comes to the Autumn, it is sure to please.
Fall is a season that I really appreciate.
I love the Autumn because it's great.
witchy woman Sep 2019
the sun she hides,
cease the birdsong call
the leaves frozen, frail
fall.

the darkness long,
quiet river weeps
silence but scurry, settle
sleep.

lay still to rest,
flaxen unfold
dying carefully, cautious
cold.
I haven't written in so long so just a little piece of whatever about the weather and stuff
the air is crisp
it is time for the warmth to fade and the summer to end
because even though the good has gone
i know that it will come again
just like the warmth in the air
so for now,
i will embrace the change
just like i embrace the falling leaves
because though there is heartache in change
there is beauty
in letting things go
and there is peace in the wind
and it will wrap you up in it's crisp,
apple-smelling air
you will find your joy again
you will find your summer
a season where i will learn things i will never forget
Rose Who Knows Sep 2019
Will I be stuck in the past forever?
I miss
when it was
just you and
I.
With birthdays passing by I remember the good times when we were each other's go to person. What happened?
B D Caissie Sep 2019
Autumn is here,  your morning light, the glow on your face is out of sight.

I’ll take your hand, you take me there, I’d follow your beauty anywhere.

Craving your touch, breath on my skin, your tender whispers inviting me in.

Lost in flight, seat of my pants, these feelings can't be purely by chance.

This must be love, it all feels right,   your smiles my beacon when days fade to night.


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Amanda Sep 2019
Autumn approaches.
Pumpkin spice, apple cider,
the flavors of fall.
Nigdaw Sep 2019
I have worn this shroud
For long enough;
The darkness of death
Has clipped my wings,
Weighing down pasty white flesh
Cold, prodding like fingers
Kneading, massaging skin
Into shivering numbness.


I would hibernate
Sleep until the warmth of spring
Brings life and colour again;
But I am not allowed escape
I must suffer a polar landscape
Inside nature’s fridge;
Live through this cleansing freeze
Dull and lifeless like the trees.
Colm Sep 2019
Flowers young breathing
In a new day morning shine
Basking in the glow
Of another Spring born young
Revealing a Summers teen
I'm not sure which, but either Spring or Summer is the teenager of all the seasons.
Samtoy Sep 2019
You are the cherry blossom
And I am the land
Each time that you fall
I'll catch you with my hand
I'll always be there for the one I love
And I'll catch her whenever she fall
She's given to me by God from above
Her love i will forever hold
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