Equal wages or
Pumpkin-spice in everything…
White girls, whatcha got?
Equal wages or
Pumpkin-spice in everything…
White girls, whatcha got?
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Back to school is near…
Then, when kids are back in class
Pumpkin spice returns.
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Giant peaks of scarlet leaves
Mixed with auburn, amber, gold
Summoning the child within
To leap in, safe from autumns’s cold.
Into the fallen leaves in hues
Of flame and fortune children fly
And gentle wind, October’s whisper,
Seays so gently from the sky.
Hours after laughter leaves
The leaves themselves, scattered, wild,
Echo of the past adventures
Of literal and inner child.
Pumpkin pie and jokes await
‘Til snow fulfills poor Autumn’s fate.
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The colored leaves of Autumn
Were sweet, naïve, and tame
But all of that changed
When the leaf blower came…
They shuddered and whispered
And were blown like a flag,
Then they wiped themselves off
With the maple leaf rag.
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It’s a windy Autumn day
In the middle of July.
The wind blows piles of amber leaves
And I have to wonder why.
Perhaps the weather’s wardrobe
Is being washed today
And it has to wear replacement seasons
While its Summer is away.
Perhaps it’s due to climate change
And too little CO2.
If we all drive and pollute more
It’ll be warm like it’s supposed to.
And perhaps it’s just the way it is
And we should enjoy the cool.
Take some time for hiking
That might’ve been for the pool.
It’s a windy Autumn day,
But not per se a bummer.
It all depends upon how much
You love or hate the Summer.
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The leaves turn red
and orange and gold.
The days grow short,
The weather, cold.
School’s in session,
And a cool breeze
Stirs leafy ground
And furrows trees.
The Summer’s done,
But I’ll mail ya
Summer poems
From Australia.
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