Dancing leaves
wind blown free
once,
firmly upon a tree…
Autumn Colours
rainbow breeze
oughts,
whispering archers…
Miracle of time
passionate movement
written,
in a poetic rhyme..
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Dancing leaves
wind blown free
once,
firmly upon a tree…
Autumn Colours
rainbow breeze
oughts,
whispering archers…
Miracle of time
passionate movement
written,
in a poetic rhyme..
beautiful 🙂 and such great images!
xN
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methanks you from the drop of my heart!
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Chris, this is really a wonderful poem, beautiful images with strong impact. Indeed your poetry has matured a lot since I read it last. Is it yours? hugs, pat
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methanks you, Pat!
kiss chris
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