Open Poetry #47 |
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EmmaRose Senior Member
since 2011-03-02
Posts 1376Midwest |
Your leaves, now wet they wrap my feet in brown bag rainbows, as Autumn lifts between the dying Summer breeze as all suggests though claimless expectations there is no reason yet the season delivers me its dream [This message has been edited by EmmaRose (10-14-2011 01:58 PM).] |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Ah, EmmaRose, you have trampled my fall leaves just as you said you would. I'm watching you through the window, and it seems you are deliriously happy. ~*~ Tell me whom you love, and I will tell you who you are.--Houssaye ~*~ |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
The coming of fall brings smiles, as your enjoyable poem. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Richy Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 3050 |
Emma dear friend.. your poems are soo easy to fall for.. and so are you |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Very good poetry-much enjoyed |
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Rex Allen McCoy Member Elite
since 2000-01-30
Posts 2863Sippin a Timmy's in London |
You deliver some excellent thoughts here ... Brown bag rainbows ... I like that 😊 Enjoyed Rex |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
there is no reason yet the season delivers me its dream Delightful, dear Emma! Inspiring too! M |
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