Posts tagged ‘autumn’

October 18, 2017

The red

by Jem Croucher

I stopped, reduced to tears
when the red before me lay
Tear of joy for splendour
shown to me upon this day

Walking down an avenue
trees on either side
Then this, the most spectacular
to leave me misty-eyed

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October 17, 2017

Nature’s evening slumber

by Jem Croucher

Upon the ground this time of year
the yellow, red and gold
A carpet of pure loveliness
from trees both young and old

Crunchy in the sunshine
fragrant in the rain
It always brings a certain cheer
when autumn comes again

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October 16, 2017

Acer

by Jem Croucher

If you put ‘Acer’ into Google
guess what you will see?
Lot of reference to laptops
but seldom to a tree
And yet the humble maple
(the namesake of that brand)
is the pure derivation which,
when seen, you’ll understand

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October 15, 2017

The Yellow

by Jem Croucher

Underneath the canopy
the yellow on the ground
the changing of the seasons
as autumn comes around

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October 13, 2017

HAIKU: LEAVES DREAM

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Leaves dream of flying

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October 12, 2017

HAIKU: WINDS WHISPER

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Autumn winds whisper

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October 8, 2017

Autumn’s Scenery

by Colly

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Autumn is here…

with a crispness in the air.

And your breath lingers there.

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October 8, 2017

HAIKU: FLAMING LEAVES

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Flaming leaves burning

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October 5, 2017

Little Bridge

by Jem Croucher

Fording ‘cross a gentle stream
at the bottom of the field
Down some steps cut to the bank
a little bridge revealed

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October 5, 2017

HAIKU: AUTUMN IS TEMPTING

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Autumn is tempting

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October 4, 2017

Fall!

by Rev Cheryl Birch

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Hazy light
Sun low in sky
Longer night
Summer flowers dim and die

Harvest of corn
Bales of hay
Fields look falorn
Pine trees sway

But, orange galore!
Gourds and pumpkins abound

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October 4, 2017

A wander, some mud and the Ring

by Jem Croucher

Walking up from Washington
in excellent company
The South Downs up above us
so we’ve plenty here to see
And the rain that fell here overnight
has gone and in good time
For our wanderings this morning
as the weather’s dry and fine

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October 3, 2017

The Turning

by Jem Croucher

The Thames at Kew this morning
with trees just on the turn
A warmth still in the early sun
The chill yet to discern

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October 1, 2017

Twelve months ten

by Jem Croucher

No. 3 of 12 in the ‘Twelve Months’ series

With Marigold a marriage
at this turning time of year
The summer to the autumn
as the cooler days draw near
October’s flower magnificent
It’s colour bold and strong
brings to life this marriage
in a cheerful autumn song

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September 30, 2017

Nasturtium Fields

by Jem Croucher

Although they may be fading
in the sunshine here today
A field of bright nasturtiums
in proud exuberance lay

Yellows, red and orange
and in between some green
as wonderful a palette
as I think I may have seen

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September 27, 2017

Autumn Clothes

by The Cheesesellers Wife

Can’t remember where
Or when.
But in the busy travellings of last week,

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September 26, 2017

You’ll always find me smiling

by Jem Croucher

You’ll always find me smiling
when the sunshine shows its face
Particularly in its summer warmth
with evidential grace
I’ll find a little corner
where I’m sheltered from the breeze
and spend some peaceful moments
‘Cos they’re always there to seize

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September 25, 2017

Sweeping Autumn Leaves

by Colly

(personal photo)

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Windswept leaves are tousled in the breeze.

As passersby traverse under branches high.


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September 24, 2017

Changeable Conditions

by Jem Croucher

Big sky over Leigh-on-Sea
dramatic to extreme
with rain clouds scudding twixt the blue
amongst the best I’d seen
The sunshine when it finds the room
is very warm and bright
But the rain squalls cool that down somewhat
So I’m glad I dressed up right

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September 24, 2017

THE FLAMES OF AUTUMN

by thereluctantpoet

By Sue Vincent and Charles Robert Lindholm 

Can you see
the first golden
flames of autumn
start to show
as the leaves burn and turn
into glorious colors
as summer drifts away
on the memories of yesterdays 

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September 23, 2017

Autumn’s Glaze 

by Colly

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Autumn’s Glaze

Lend me your hand autumn;

these changing colors that I see.

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September 23, 2017

Nine bells

by Jem Croucher

It blew nine bells again last night
But you’d never know this morning
As, when the night time clouds had cleared
A lovely day was dawning

The sun was bright, the sky was blue
and the wind had disappeared
Something of a respite
from the cooler day we’d feared

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September 7, 2017

Withered Sunflowers and Autumn

by Colly

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On warm day’s the sunflower grows from the ground it’s sown into…

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June 19, 2017

Ephemeral

by braveandrecklessblog

Wanderer

passing through

slivers of place and time

unconsciously dropping pieces of

my heart

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May 3, 2017

This Afternoon in My Garden

by kim blades, writer

Small brown birds

busily pecking up

tiny seeds from the sand –

they do not let up,

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April 3, 2017

I Am the Sorrow

by braveandrecklessblog

Some days I do not just feel sorrow

Some days I am the sorrow

I am the grey sky

That threatens spitting snow

I am the heaviness in your limbs

Your shuffling gait

Reluctant to get

Where you are expected

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March 1, 2017

End of Summer – Cinquain

by irinadim

Today 1st March is the first day of Autumn in Australia.

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Murraya or Orange Blossom is now in bloom in my garden.

Copyright Irina Dimitric 2017

January 22, 2017

An Autumn Dream

by ShoummoF

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Call it grace, call it fiction,

Far along a dream, I found myself,

Beneath the eaves of dereliction.

Standing at the crooked fringe,

Within rusted woods, I saw myself,

Basking in the autumn singe.

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