A Harvest Moonrise

Grass not the same shade of green
Is duller now and lost it's sheen
Less tender leaves they rattle
Like old parchment becomes brittle
Apples ripen above hungry bees
Anxiously buzzing under trees
Crickets chirping keeping time
Ancient rythmic seasons' chime
Youthful deer crossing clover fields
More bolder than an old doe shields
Birds lifting together rise
And settle back to each surprise
A sunset paints some golden skies
Stage is set...for a harvest moonrise
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Posted: Sep 2011
About this poem:
The sights and sounds of late summer.....

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elo69
great poem Yankee, have been feeling autumn coming where I live too...we have a lot of ever greens but the deciduous trees are mixed in to give a good contrast with their colors....
country_lady67
Awesome job.. I have noticed some of these same things.. Today is definitely a fall type day.. cheers
Poetnumber1
Great poem,certainly a fun filled day,reminds me of authumhandshake
Yankee4you
Such is the expression of season over the land when summer dies and all that was new becomes old and passes on....or passes away.
jeddah12
well written and very nice discription about the changing of leaves and seasons,i wish i could see those falling leaves here,conversing but nah,,singapore is always warm,rain and humid..enjoyable read sir,nice poemcheers handshake
arose1791
I like that, it brought me back to the times of youth and the joy I saw in the fall ty
Frenchie_Loveday
as an artist I could see the picture clearly in front of me….
Happychatty1
Love this poem :)))))applause love
Happychatty1
Love this poem :)))))applause love
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