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Array ( [sid] => 109492 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Autumn's Cues... [time] => 2005-11-10 21:21:09 [hometext] => I wrote this a few yrs. back, seems like a good time to post... [bodytext] => Reminders of winter blues coming, the snapping cold begins, sometimes I feel down.
But somehow, you allow this time of year a fresh feeling of nature, shining her crown.
During these times, awesome paintings of colors abound, on her blazing landscape.
Calming my spirit, collecting my thoughts, my eyes taking in her colorful, leafy cape.
Do you know how this feeling arises?
Nature's tapestry of Autumn, offering her inspiring prizes.
My, how the tall, mighty Oak stands, his fruits he does bear...
Surely, the squirrels, and deer will be fed throughout Winters fair.
The Weeping Willow, basking her long limbs, caressing softly into the wind.
Shall become crystallized moving icicles during falling snow, until Spring will she rescind.
Holly bushes red berries, getting ready, taking shape for they love winter.
As their diamond, prickly shaped leaves harden, feeling of a wooden splinter.
The Pines take on a darkening glow of ever-greens splendor.
Their strong feather like branches, prepare to sport the white tuxedo coats, nature will render.
One can only imagine the power of Mother Nature's changing cues...
This time of year, have you not been out yet to see her Autumn hues?
She is wonderful about her clues of seasons, if you let it be.
To enjoy this bright harvest in all of this natural harmony.

Amber Rose Yeager - September 30, 2003
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Autumn's Cues...

Contributed by Rose on Thursday, 10th November 2005 @ 09:21:09 PM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



Reminders of winter blues coming, the snapping cold begins, sometimes I feel down.
But somehow, you allow this time of year a fresh feeling of nature, shining her crown.
During these times, awesome paintings of colors abound, on her blazing landscape.
Calming my spirit, collecting my thoughts, my eyes taking in her colorful, leafy cape.
Do you know how this feeling arises?
Nature's tapestry of Autumn, offering her inspiring prizes.
My, how the tall, mighty Oak stands, his fruits he does bear...
Surely, the squirrels, and deer will be fed throughout Winters fair.
The Weeping Willow, basking her long limbs, caressing softly into the wind.
Shall become crystallized moving icicles during falling snow, until Spring will she rescind.
Holly bushes red berries, getting ready, taking shape for they love winter.
As their diamond, prickly shaped leaves harden, feeling of a wooden splinter.
The Pines take on a darkening glow of ever-greens splendor.
Their strong feather like branches, prepare to sport the white tuxedo coats, nature will render.
One can only imagine the power of Mother Nature's changing cues...
This time of year, have you not been out yet to see her Autumn hues?
She is wonderful about her clues of seasons, if you let it be.
To enjoy this bright harvest in all of this natural harmony.

Amber Rose Yeager - September 30, 2003




Copyright © Rose ... [ 2005-11-10 21:21:09]
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Re: Autumn's Cues... (User Rating: 1 )
by SeanMcHaney on Thursday, 10th November 2005 @ 09:52:53 PM AEST
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that was awesome! That is a beautiful poem.


Re: Autumn's Cues... (User Rating: 1 )
by shortcut on Thursday, 10th November 2005 @ 10:17:30 PM AEST
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Wow! So utterly descriptive, sets a great daydream in motion! Excellent writing!




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