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The First Day Of Autumn.
Contributed by
cashfan1
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Sunday, 4th September 2011 @ 03:15:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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The first day of autumn
And the sky is delirious with sunshine.
Alive with Mallard and Coot and Moor Hen
The cool water of the lake swims
Through an image a thousand years in the making.
The hedgerows are all a quiver with tiny birds,
Their harvest beaks dripping crimson in the green.
The hills break cover at last
And lured by the warmth of the horizon
They edge away to where the vast blue sky splits in two
And oozes the warm lather of sun.
Below, the morning path snakes across the valley floor
And the hot, parched, dusty sheep
Cling like ivy to the hillside.
A cooing chorus of pigeons echo in the heat
And the air ferments the last fruits of summer.
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cashfan1
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2011-09-04 03:15:00]
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Re: The First Day Of Autumn.
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by Deidra_Carmichael on
Monday, 5th September 2011 @ 05:47:04 PM AEST
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I must admit autumn is my favorite season and I am looking forward to it very much! Your beautifully crafted poem inspires me to keep my confidence as the fall season lights up my days,
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Re: The First Day Of Autumn.
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by spud on
Friday, 16th September 2011 @ 06:52:52 AM AEST
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Hi Dennis,
Beautifully scripted as always, Dennis.
From a personal viewpoint I am not too
enamoured of autumn. To me it's the end
of everything and I see very little creation.
I wish my powers of observation matched
yours in the realms of Nature - perhaps my
opinions would change. However, your
poem was no less enjoyable.
Tommy
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