Autumn and Her Poet

Rin the Magnificent

Rain. Scent through streets; leaves red & gold.

Winds, playing – neither hot nor cold –

don't know how to call it...

 

Chestnut vendor on the corner;

gentle fire calling us there –

autumn, and her poet.

  • Author: Rin the Magnificent (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 30th, 2024 04:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: Poem about the beauty of autumn, from her admirer.
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 29
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  • Alan R

    Gorgeous lil piece !

  • Tony36

    Beautiful



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