Autumn Chill Poem by Lamar Cole

Autumn Chill

Rating: 4.6


It's twilight.
The sun escorts the moon to the night.
The sun sleeps, the wind howls.
My sweetheart smiles.

Autumn chill,
Sweetheart's warm feel,
Sultry looks,
Heart be still.

Monday, June 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rini Shibu 28 October 2017

Congratulations Lam for being chosen as poem of the day.. A chilling poem on the sultry looks of sweetheart

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Alina Kaikeyi 28 October 2017

A great poem, . Thanks for it. Congratulations for Poem Of The Day.

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Kumarmani Mahakul 28 October 2017

Autumn chill, warm feel... beautiful love poem. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.

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Bharati Nayak 28 October 2017

It's twilight. The sun escorts the moon to the night. The sun sleeps, the wind howls. My sweetheart smiles. - - - - - - - - - - A lovely poem where your sweet heart smiles as your word rhymes.Congratulations for being selected as Poet of the Day.

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Subhas Chandra Chakra 28 October 2017

The sun escorts the moon to the night. The sun sleeps, the wind howls. My sweetheart smiles. Lovely sharing of a great poem by the poet. 10+++ for it. Congrats for the selection of POTD.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 14 November 2021

A beautiful poem with sweet rhythm. Exceptionally well written!

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Varsha M 09 March 2021

Day and night drill. Playing frill. Oh it's mesmerizing. Well written poetry

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Indira Renganathan 09 March 2021

'The sun sleeps, the wind howls. My sweetheart smiles. Autumn chill, Sweetheart's warm feel, '....deep in meaning....5*****

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Terry Craddock 30 September 2020

Love Needs No Perfect Nights love needs no perfection in nature no perfect night a cold night is warm in a sweetheart's eyes... Autumns' chill cannot quench the warm heat flames in shy sultry looks... Inspired by the poem 'Autumn Chill' by the poet Lamar Cole. Dedicated to the poet Lamar Cole.

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Terry Craddock 27 September 2020

'It's twilight. The sun escorts the moon to the night. The sun sleeps, the wind howls. My sweetheart smiles.' love needs no perfection in nature no perfect night, a cold night is warm in a sweethearts eyes, Autumns' chill cannot quench the warm heat flames in sultry looks

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