Autumn leaves begin to sway,
Golden hues, in a fading day,
Crimson red, and orange bright,
Nature's canvas, a wondrous sight.
Fall, oh Fall, with your gentle breeze,
Bringing change, with your rustling leaves,
A season's farewell, before the snow,
Autumn's beauty, our hearts do know.
The scent of woodsmoke fills the air,
As nature's palette, is beyond compare,
Scarlet maples, and amber skies,
A fleeting glimpse, of Autumn's sighs.
The wind whispers secrets, through the trees,
Of winter's chill, and summer's breeze,
A cycle turns, in nature's rhyme,
Autumn's farewell, a seasonal chime.
Autumn's legacy, forever stays,
In memories, of sunny days,
A bittersweet, yet cozy fade,
Autumn Fall, in our hearts displayed.
(Nov, 19,2024)
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"Rhythms of the Mind"
PoetryRhythms of the Mind: "Poetic Reflections" This collection explores the rhythms within our minds - from dreams to aspirations - as seen through a poetic lens. Each poem is a reflection on life's experiences and how they shape our thoughts.
