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Harvesting
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Harvesting |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion 
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Harvesting August days grow protracted, As sapphire spreads wildfire Crickets croon of noon heat, Evenings thicken with ovulation. It never completely cools off, Perspiration upon our pillows There will be no sleeping tonight, Just grinning three a.m. faces. Clothing sticks in dark patches - Nylons designed to torment Stripped off like kids’ stickers, Scurrying into to fresh sheets. Whispering so the children won’t wake We speak of the season of apples, Pumpkins with no time to carve Rotting on the porch till winter. Festival time in October Plucking golden fruits, Craving you after midnight Harvest feast for lovers. © 2000 Corinne Bailey |
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Meadowmuse Member Elite
since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263 |
Corinne, this is a delight! There has always been something so fiercely inspiring and exciting about the fall of the year, for me. I have to guard my heart extra carefully in the autumn.  Wonderful poem!~ Claire Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau |
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Balladeer
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Oh, boy! Being a Missouri boy myself, I can picture this so clearly...even smell it in the air. Beautiful, Corinne......... |
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Sunnyone Member Ascendant
since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334Staffordshire, England |
Corinne... Fall is my favorite time of year, and this is a wonderful picture of it!! Beautiful work! ~~ To Live is to Give ~~ |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Corinne, This was a delight to read. |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Wonderful.... wonderful... pockets full of wonder... regards to you Corinne, Sudhir |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Thank you, Meadowmuse, it is my favorite time of year too, the colors are so intense, the sense of death before rebirth, and of course, all those great old scary movies on the telly! Balladeer, yes, the scent of the apples, crispness in the air, leaves crunching beneath your feet, big old full moons...(and thank you,too). Sunny, Seymour and Sudhir, thank you! Corinne |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Corinne~ What vividity ! 'Evenings thicken with ovulation' I can see the moon in all her harvest glory ... one line says it all ! Excellent, dear poet. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
There is so much flavor in this poem, you can almost taste it...wonderful! |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
Absolutely beautiful. I love the sound of the leaves under my feet and through this I find myself going back to my childhood days in Southern MO. Thanks for taking me back. |
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