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GOOD BYE SUMMER

Winter is right around the corner
Sunny days are waning into gloom
As the daylight time grows shorter
The flowers start to no longer bloom

September is the beginning of Fall
Shorter days and cool crisp nights
Then the familiar fall bird calls
As they gather for their southern flight

Time to hang out the feeders for those who stay
The hot humid air becomes a cool autumn breeze
As squirrels hide their nuts for a cold winter’s day
Trees start to get their bright coats of colored leaves

Time to say goodby to summer and our visitors
As they leave us for fairer weather
Time to welcome back the faces of winter
Who come with the wind that is so bitter

Blue Jays, Titmice, Morning Doves and Chickadees
Who brighten up the gloomy winter days
Each with their individual personalities
Making one feel more happy and gay
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Posted: Sep 2015
About this poem:
Summer is waning and Fall is on the way.

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wayne34

On the open seas there beneath always there

Demon of the world
Havoc you cause
Life expelled
You float
You lurk
Your the intruder
Man's greed Thier creation
Alway seen discarded
In open seas
Under the waves not to be seen
Your still there lurking man's greed
Never ending always there
You don't hide
Always seen on top
Beneath your always there
Floating on the open seas
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Posted: Sep 2019
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My Enchanted Valley

Green are the emerald hills and dark blue waters
Long and chilled until the dusk turns them to grey
Cold as rocks reached in its open spray
Where seasons watched come and go
A place where dreams will never grow old
Where fog will roll into its misty harbor
Like a giant breath until all is vanished
Into the past even the days will grow old
But never this love of place will grow cold
Where the green green grass of home
Is never far away from its blue blue waters
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Posted: Sep 2019
About this poem:
Descriptive write about the place I call home.
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EXRED

NORTHERN GODDESS

The diggers dug deep
Into the heap
That was once upon a time
An opencast
coal mine.

Pathways carved around
Two large mounds
And curved around the middle
It was a fiddle.

The sculpture now seen
of the
Northern
Earth women

A beautiful concept
To hide
The ugliness
Of open coal
Blasting
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Posted: Aug 2019
About this poem:
You can google Northumberlandia as she is called she can be seen from up high.

I have walked up her and at the very top viewing point some open cast mining could still be seen on the other side. The contrast of what was, and what is just took my breath away.
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mcradloff

My Vacation

Flew out of Madison, Wisconsin on July 25
We flew to Denver, Colorado and then onto Arcata, California
Then the pilot came over the intercom and said it was too foggy
We had to fly to another airport nearby that was about 100 miles inland
We refueled there and tried again for Arcata and then flew to San Francisco
We got put up for free in a motel and given 30 dollars in free food vouchers
Then it was on the shuttle bus back to the airport to try again for Arcata
I got on the wrong plane and was taken off of it
Luckily the person who took me off put me on the right plane
This time we made it to Arcata and I got my first rental car
Then as I was beat from lack of sleep, sore legs from being on a plane five hours
The night before, and the frustration of it all, all I wanted was to lay on a bed
So, from 3 pm till I went to sleep I just watched TV
So the next day, Saturday I went out and looked at trees going north on 101
This highway will take you all along the Redwoods parks
I went to two trees you can drive thru the next day
Then I went to the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco on Monday
I barely made it back over as the directions in that city were awful coming back
I spent the next two days swimming in the ocean, going to Oregon
And going to a Bigfoot museum in Willow Creek, California
I flew back on Thursday, August 1 with no problems
Total cost of the trip was around 3,500 dollars
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Posted: Aug 2019
About this poem:
I have been wanting to go to California all my life. Most of my trips as a child were to Arkansas where I went to the Gateway Arch in St. Louis only once. Then it was fishing in Hayward or Gordon, Wisconsin.
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LIGHT

lightbulb
light
the key
to what is
labelled as truth
illuminating
darkness of ignorance
revealing clearly what is
amidst all doubt and confusion
the magnificent power of light
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
Nonet

line1 - one syllable
line2 - two syllables
line3 - three syllables
line4 - four syllables
line5 - five syllables
line6 - six syllables
line7 - seven syllables
line8 - eight syllables
line9 - nine syllables
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