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Author Name: Freequeens1 4 Comments
Date Added: September 05, 2007 19:09:20 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Autumn's Flavors

Autumnís Flavors


Autumn provides rich flavors for all the senses.

Using our eyes, we see the changing foliage

Turning from greens to the reds and golds of old age,

Until color drunk from our photo lenses.

Making spicy aromas come from the kitchen,

Noses filled with sweet and savory scents of home.

Sitting at table together, no more to roam.

Filling soups so tasty that drool runs down my chin.

Leaves crunching under new shoes as we walk to school,

All the quilts and blankets airing on the clothes line,

Velvety soft sweaters in toasty hues feel fine

Over long sleeved shirts and corduroy skirts, so cool!

Respect paid to nature and the joy of living,

Seasonal harvest is feted with thanksgiving.

Author's Notes:
Acrostic French Sonnet.  The changing seasons, even if its only on the calendar, makes me think of home. 
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Comment By: FreeLast Temple Knight on September 24, 2007 01:26:38 PM Report
Very impressive, don't have to think hard about which time of year is your favorite. :o)
Comment By: FreeGlata on September 6, 2007 08:53:30 AM Report
Well written! Took me back to my earlier days when we'd rake leaves into piles, then would swing out with a vine and drop....praying like the dickens that we'd HIT the pile of leaves and not land on solid earth! It was usually a  50/50 chance...and I had the negative 50, lol! One day we even unearthed a snake who had crawled into the leaf pile we'd made the day before...we went and bailed into it and were giggling (two pre-teen girls can really giggle). We looked at each other with leaves in our hair, eyes, teeth, etc...and this snake poked it's head up between us. I don't know who was more dazed and or the snake, but I DO know who got out of that pile of leaves fastest! LMAO! Ohhhh childhood memories of THAT nature, I'll  be happy to recall for a million years!

hugs and thanks for the trip down memory lane :o)


Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on September 6, 2007 12:25:43 AM Report
Very clever agnostic, kid...Filled my brain with all sorts of lovely fall colors...len
Comment By: Premiumjohn j. carey on September 5, 2007 07:53:43 PM Report
don;t rush the summer away.(see my poem "Summer Smells". your is a great writing.. makes me think of thanksgiving past also.


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