"Autumns Dancers"
Seasonal poem that shouts the beauty of the colors of fall. I hope you enjoy!
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All Things Orange Artwork Gallery, ! Creative Writing & Poetry !, Country Bumpkin, Creative Poetry Challenges and The beauty of poetry
The cooling temps, of the morning haze,
reminds creation, that fall’s in place.
Gentle breezes loose their hold,
as the leaves begin their dance of old.
This dance of nature, in bejeweled colors,
performed by limbs, of leaves that flutter.
The rhythmic gait, of their dying members,
delights spectators, thru late November.
The delicate leaves, of autumn’s dancers,
reminds all nature, that winter slumbers.
As if by rote, they narrate their scores,
to show in death, there’s beauty more.
The jeweled dancers, red, orange, and gold,
show forth their splendor, like days of old.
Earth’s shortened days, of September’s morn,
blow sweet smells of embers by mornings dawn.
This swirling dance, of the autumn’s dancers,
broadcast the lingering, cold nights of winter.
Declaring harvest, the earth’s work is done,
as sod must rest, til it’s spring has sprung!
Written By: Barbara A. Carlan
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