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November |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Today In still air The last tree Is giving up its leaves It seems In such a hurry This final falling down One would think naturally It would wish to take its time A one by one Slowly letting go And yet this rush To join the rest To merge anonymously With all the others of its year Already lying on the ground In smaller circles A single swan Glides upon the freezing lake Gray skies The days grow shorter By the hour It must be lonely Being last . |
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JerryPat Senior Member
since 2010-10-30
Posts 1991Louisiana/America |
Herd mentality. |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
Ah hah, but the rustle of leaves skirting her and there are a pretty sight to be seen. I suppose all the elements is what make up the seasons. So many variations and so much beauty. I really enjoyed your November poem. |
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