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Becky’s ABC Poem: Autumn

 

Autumn, aromatically sweet

Before the arrival of a blustery winter scene.

Crowning of billowing trees,

Decorated and adorned,

Emerge in vibrant, resin-scented leaves.

Foliage overhead of lemon,

Green, mango-orange, and shades of gold.

Hovering sphere of light

In the deep sea-blue sky

Journeys from dawn to the arrival of dusk;

Kaleidoscope of sunlight brilliance

Lightens and caresses the marbled planet while in

Measured time, earth orbits and rotates from

New moon to full moon and from

Onset of each new year and new season; its’

Pathway determined in ancient times.

Quivering rays of stretching sunbeams

Reach the autumn forest filled with

Swaying boughs of leaf-laden trees;

Translucent rays brightly display

Unified and blended scene

Vivid in rich hues of harmony

While the cooler wind softly blows.

X-ray vision silently reveals

Yellow, orange, and green veins hidden in minute

Zig-zag stripes in the cluster of autumn leaves

Now gently falling and floating in the

Softly flowing breeze.

ABC Poem: Winter

Arctic blast of frigid air

Blustery winds; days no longer warm and fair.

Carpet of white blankets the ground;

Descending showers of flakes cascading down.

Elegant snow-laced branches sprout from the bare trees;

Forest now stripped of its lavish autumnal canopy

Grass once green as an emerald jewel

Hidden and withered by winter’s abrupt arrival.

Icicles droop, lengthen and stretch

Jutting downward from the roof’s shingled ledge.

Kelly green leaves no longer seen; absent also

Lemon-tinted foliage with hues of maroon, and burnt amber gold.

Moon, bright and full, keeps watch over the barren land;

Night time sky filled with glistening stars vibrant and grand.

Overlooking the strangely quiet cluster of leafless trees,

Pines tower proudly upward, resolute as ever.

Quiver, they may in the wintry wind’s brutal wake

Resisting the icy claws of the lashing breeze;

Still yet clinging to their needles of jaded green.

Tinted vaulting canvas of heavenly blue basks

Underneath the cold sunlight’s downward view.

Virgin, untouched snowdrifts like perfectly shaped sculptures;

White-capped fields covered with unblemished designs in nature.

Exhilaration and delight capture the

Young at heart and old alike with

Zeal and wonder of winter’s pristine presence

amidst the frigid arctic season.

ABC Poem: Autumn

 

Autumn, aromatically sweet

Before the arrival of a blustery winter scene.

Crowning of billowing trees,

Decorated and adorned,

Emerge in vibrant, resin-scented leaves.

Foliage overhead of lemon,

Green, mango-orange, and shades of gold.

Hovering sphere of light

In the deep sea-blue sky

Journeys from dawn to the arrival of dusk;

Kaleidoscope of sunlight brilliance

Luminating the marbled planet while

Marching on in measured time from

New moon to full moon and from

Onset of each new year and new season; its’

Pathway determined in ancient times.

Quivering rays of stretching sunbeams

Reach the autumn forest filled with

Swaying boughs of leaf-laden trees;

Translucent rays brightly display

Unified and blended scene

Vivid in rich hues of harmony

While the cooler wind softly blows.

X-ray vision silently reveals

Yellow, orange, and green veins hidden in minute

Zig-zag stripes in the cluster of autumn leaves

Now gently falling and floating in the

Softly flowing breeze.

Beyond the Transparent Glass

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Sitting near the sunlit window

With wondrous eyes and pointed nose;

Watching golden autumn leaves

Float and twirl in the breeze.

Oh to touch and grasp a leaf.

To smell and taste; is it sour or sweet?

Reaching with a curious paw

Only to meet the smooth pane and that is all.

Looking wistful and a bit downcast

At being thwarted by the transparent glass.

Continuing to stare into the sunshine’s haze

With a quiet and yearning gaze.

And with paw on window remaining at rest

Still hoping to reach further yet

Beyond that barrier of transparent glass

to touch a fluttering leaf at last.

Autumn in the Air

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Days are ever shorter

And gradually cooler;

As a later sun rise

Filters the morning sky.

Clusters of dangling leaves

Still adorned in shades of green

While clinging to their branching vines

Against the tide of passing time.

But then pause, look, and behold:

Vibrant splashes of yellow, orange, and gold.

And a leaf here and there

Silently lets go floating in the air.

The vaulting sky still illuminates radiant sunshine

As if determined to thwart the swiftly encroaching night.

Squirrels and other creatures too scurry to and fro

Gathering acorns and food before that first winter snow.

Days become ever cooler still

Until there is a blowing wintry chill

And all too soon all the once vivid leaves

Loosen their grasp in a blustery breeze

Fluttering downward, carpeting the ground;

Naturally accepting their time had come.

So quietly Autumn exits allowing Winter

To have its season amid this transitioning weather.

But even so with each new passing day,

I will choose to cherish this time that the Lord has made.