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October Morn

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The dawn breaks gently on crisp October morn

Through misty eyes I welcome the new born day

A golden sun shimmers gently across the land

As a lush dew laden grassy carpet guides my way

A cloud of starlings paints a picture across the sky

Putting on a prize winning performance to die for

The trees shed their tears of yellow orange and red

Onto a warm welcoming cushioned kaleidoscope floor 

Swaying gently in a brisk refreshing autumn breeze

Washed by a cool comforting caressing rain once more

I amble down the avenue scrunching and kicking up

A wild never ending ocean of crunchy crackling leaves

I am beguiled by this seductive crisp October morn

Myself and nature entwined in harmony if you please

◄ It's Summertime

Against All Odds ►

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Tom Doolan

Fri 9th Oct 2015 09:35

Hi Harry

My favourite season - thanks for feedback :)

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Harry O'Neill

Thu 8th Oct 2015 22:41

Tom,
Nice season-welcoming fourteen liner.

I like that crunchy crackling ocean metaphor for the leaves.

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