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One red leaf, cast to the floor, A fragile web of veins, lying alone, Autumn is here, so I expect more, To fall and fall, disowned. One red leaf. I have my poetic hat on today. A hat that I…
Continue readingthe sunlight reflecting on the slow moving water, daffodils bowing their yellowed heads in the gentle breeze. Rabbits are scurrying as a train passes by, smoke and dust in its wake. fish casting shadows from deep in the murky water,…
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I found a conker today,
A deep rustic brown,
The sunlight was shining on it,
And my thoughts of Autumn are plenty.
It seems that a glass or two of red wine, is good for the poet in me
