The October Of Autumn... Poem by Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr

October leaves behind..........its charm,
November winds fracture wooded arms,
Scent o' flowers trail impending doom
In Mother Natures...cold gravid womb
Exacting harsh change upon'er throne-
Of autumntide whereby she calls home.

Her sunset pours of red, like Cabernet,
Leaving August's humid haze...far away,
While o'er th' harvests gathering field's,
Soft Autumn mist, hosting harvest meals.
Mother Nature and her ominous tease
Off the glint of October's potpourri.

Crisped leaves dangling fr'm branch-
Comes Winter to silence their Dance.




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