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Five Days till Autumn
A Boomer Lifted
​Five days till Autumn,
the trees already blush,
and the path readies its way
as a gray, wet mist
and dusk race to see
which can touch the earth first.
And a fog lies low
by distant mountains,
like a kitten in a crumpled blanket,
its paw reaching up over a ridge,
stretched out asleep on its back.
And my lane lies cluttered with leaves,
spiced, tinged with warm tone,
dressed to celebrate,
too early for the party,
too late to wait,
as the crickets begin their nightly songs
upon their moistened backs,
and the mist falls,
and the fog sleeps,
and the night crawls,
and quiet stirs about,
as Autumn and I count down the days.
~fin
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An evening walk through a seasonal change, September 15, 2009.
Adrian Kerley ©
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Autumn Bride
A Boomer Lifted
Red and gold,
the leaves lie strewn
across my lane
like petals before an
Autumn bride,
and around the bend
they thicker lie,
and further still
they blush and bow
and deepen to its end.
And though we march
but seasonally,
this Bride and I
of shortened days,
my love to see her colored form
will never fade away.
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~fin
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In celebration of Autumn leaves, October 10, 2009.
Adrian Kerley ©
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Tel: 828-699-3331 | aboomerspath@gmail.com
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