A Brush With Brisk Autumn (Contest Entry)
By lupus tenebrae
Ohio’s
arid
fangs, bore in instinct, curtailed
by a brush with brisk autumn;
leaves marred by hints of
fall fire and rolling hills, grown
eerie with encroaching hush.
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Copyright 2015 lupus tenebrae
Published on Wednesday, September 16, 2015.
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"Poetry"
Author's Note:
A piece written on our first brush with Autumn, here in Ohio.Comments on "A Brush With Brisk Autumn (Contest Entry)"
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A former member wrote:
greetings from Australia. Poem is terse yet evocative. well done
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On Wednesday, September 16, 2015, TropicalSnowstorm
(1703) wrote:
love the imagery, i like the idea of fall fire consuming the leaves. ciao, t/s