An Autumn Elegy
Turn the season,
golden morn.
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Fragrant mist has turned the season with beautiful perception. We gaze on its beauty. Fragrant mists adore moon. Brilliant poem is shared here is interesting...10
Loved this sanza so elegant... When other muses dance in Spring, or laze beneath an azure sky, I feast upon this ripened time, intoxicated by your form. And what a line it is... You are no past lover, nor transitory soul. Quite a successful try.. dear poet I loved it so much. Thanks for this lovely sharing. 10+++
A nice poetic imagination, Martin. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks