AUTUMN BREEZE
Forsaken by their fallen leaves
the barren branches interweave
and gently wave in autumn breeze
which bows the beds of rush and reed.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Wonderful Michael.
Thanks Andy
A lovely write and pic Michael. That a breeze blowing, or a lot of hot air? Depends who is blowing!
Tell me please, I wish to know
from where do all the breezes blow?
Is there a place within the sky
Where gentle breezes with a sigh,
beyond the clouds, are given birth
before their journey down to earth?
Or could it be the wind set free
By people just like you and me?
An ode to sprouts, perchance?!
The sparrow shudders,
feathers ruffled
For in Pussy's mouth
his cries are muffled.
Lovely piece today.
Poor spadger - thanks da
GOOD AFTERNOON UNCLE MIKE ! Love the Poem despite its unseasonality ~ but in essence AUTUMN is my fave Season and I am a VIRGO. Autumn starts in Summer and ends in Winter so it is of all Seasons so DYNAMIC ~ Just like an Autumns Child ! Having been born on the WESTCOAST and now living on the EASTCOAST I love all things Maritime and am now Olde Enough (35 +) to go on Cruises (not SAGA not yet GAGA !). Please check SPIRITUAL DIMENSION ~
Thanks BRIAN the Maritime Man !
nice poem
Lovely
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