Blame It On the Fall
I seem to use
autumn
as an excuse
far too often
these days ..
I seem to
blame her
for just about
everything ..
All the reds,
golden browns,
all the smiles
and the frowns ..
I seem to use
autumn
as an excuse
for it all, these days ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I don't like pointing the finger and as a rule, I try to avoid making excuses or blaming someone or some thing for my own shortcoming .. but when absolutely necessary, I find autumn is such a golden scapegoat isn't she ... 🍂🌿🍁🍀🍃🍂🌿🍁🍀🍃🍂
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Autumn is my favourite time of the year as Nature's artwork is so astounding during that time.
Andy
it is kinda special isn't it 🙂
Ohhh, you can blame KP. I always do! heehee. It's a love-hate marriage, mainly hate. heehee.
I would sleep with one eye open if I were you 🐀🐀🐀
it's that enticing lull of crunch
beneath our feet
that melancholic duality of beauty
vying for our affection
while we witness that bronzing
of a year's last hurrah
season..
tugs at those embers, in our hearts
where we try to keep alive
that we know, we can never reverse
to how it was, before...
(love this, I so relate
dear Poet supreme)
Bless you Bro ...
Yes, autumn is the perfect scapegoat as the impending doom of winter is near....x
and there was me thinking I was a little premature .. but thanks for making me cum to my senses .. 🙂
Autumn is the most colorful time of the year and it does so by killing nature, so it deserves to be blamed 🙂
thank you for visiting my little scribble rhmn_7 ... N 🙂
She is quite a charming lady sir. A well justified blame assigned. 🙏🏼😇
Thanks again Garth ..
A lovely nicely expressed poem )
.. then I thank you kindly and truly tooly VB .. many thanks indeed my friend 🙂
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