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September. by Andrew S Adamsmy heartbeat quickens
with these
first breaths
of autumn
an ethereal chill slips
from under the clouds;
a sky blue gray illuminates
the kaleidoscopic trees;
and a glimpse of breath caught
before it disappears into the
night sky
is a warning:
get ready,
because this moment
is a beautiful comment
on all that was made;
but be wary,
for the winter
has yet to come. 10/10/2007 Posted on 10/10/2007 Copyright © 2025 Andrew S Adams
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| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 10/15/07 at 03:07 AM My favorite time of year. the way you described the season, both feelings and imagery are interconnected with each other. Yes, they are...
~Chelle~ |
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