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0 posted 2001-09-24 11:05 AM

Grabbing his little levis and,
His favorite flannel shirt,
He put on his tiny work boots,
Got dressed to do his work;
Fluffing up his downy wings,
He flew to get his tools,
Paint and a few new brushes,
No need for easels and stools;
He merely had to look below,
Let drops land where they may,
Splash the yellow and red around,
To create a brilliant array;
He watched the maples grow crimson,
The oak trees change to gold,
Bittersweet orange on the birch
Was truly a sight to behold.
He didn't brush the mighty firs,
Leaving them in shades of green,
Draping the autumn landscape,
With a blanket of serene.
The sun did nod it's approval,
When the cherub was all through,
And he just beamed from ear to ear,
So proud of the season he drew.

Enchantress
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Canada eh.

1 posted 2001-09-24 12:10 PM

I really really enjoyed this poem! Love the imagery and colors. I know it won't be long before Jack Frost will be to work up here in Canada painting all those leaves in autumn splendor. Nancy.

~I've loved you forever, in lifetimes before~

Lisann
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2 posted 2001-09-24 12:22 PM

This was great. May I use it? I have to come up with a "script" for a play about autumn. I'd like to use it at the end of the play---if I may.

Lisann
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3 posted 2001-09-24 12:23 PM

I just caught your location. I'm glad to see that you are o.k.~~~~physically anyway.

Seymour Tabin
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4 posted 2001-09-24 12:26 PM

BSC,
Excellent write, enjoyed

Janet Marie
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5 posted 2001-09-24 02:25 PM

He merely had to look below,
Let drops land where they may,
Splash the yellow and red around,
To create a brilliant array;
He watched the maples grow crimson,
The oak trees change to gold,
Bittersweet orange on the birch
Was truly a sight to behold.
He didn't brush the mighty firs,
Leaving them in shades of green,
Draping the autumn landscape,
With a blanket of serene.
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Bonnie, this is absloutley darling and wonderfully done with imagination and imagery.
So good to see your name here in Open!
very well done poetess

Well tomorrow holds only mystery
And who's to say what might be
But in you I found a love so strong
The sun and the moon looked on in jealousy

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6 posted 2001-09-24 06:44 PM

Thank you all for your kind replies, and Lisann you can use any of my poems anytime, so glad you liked it. Bonnie

Marge Tindal

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7 posted 2001-09-24 10:55 PM

Bonnie~
Just sooooooooo precious~
I'm so happy you are back in the circle~
*Hugs*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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RSWells
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8 posted 2001-09-24 11:00 PM

A very kind write of my favorite season.

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