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Autumn Foliage for Daily Photo
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.”
Helen Hunt Jackson
Red
Roses are red
And violets are blue
That may be true
But also
The leaves
Of the Autumn
As they heave
Bright red
In the sunlight
Before turning
Well falling
Onto
The ground
How does that sound?
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Autumn Foliage for Daily Photo
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.”
Helen Hunt Jackson
Suburbia
Suburbia living
Is quite fitting
Eternal kicking
Sometimes ripping
But ones chipping in
You are fitting in
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Photography /Poetry /Humour
Autumn Foliage for Daily Photo
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.”
Helen Hunt Jackson
Hidden view
A peeping tammy
Got up her fanny
She blamed the nanny
Which was quite canny
Because even granny
Could have seen Danny
Walk by
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Autumn Foliage for Daily Photo
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.”
Helen Hunt Jackson
Up the tree top
Rock-a-bye baby
On the tree top
I am feeling kind of hazy
So I better just stop!
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Autumn Foliage for Daily Photo
“By all these lovely tokens September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather And autumn’s best of cheer.”
Helen Hunt Jackson
Red
Bright red, bright red!
Posted in the Daily Post: Nostalgia
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Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post
“It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.”
― Ally Condie, Matched
Nostalgia
When you are remembering
The “good old days”…
…How things seem better in so many ways
Only now wishing
Would stay as they are
And nothing and no one would go very far
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Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post
“It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.”
― Ally Condie, Matched
Island Life
Not a pin drop can be heard
Not even the chirping of a bird
On this island far and remote
Be sure to bring a full tote
There will be no ships nor boats
Just a very, very wide mote
Between you and the creature comforts
But we can promise you lots of
Hard work and windy air
But to be fair
You wanted to get away from it all!
Continued in Part Six
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Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post
“It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.”
― Ally Condie, Matched
Island Life
… But to be fair
You wanted to get away from it all!
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Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post
“It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.”
― Ally Condie, Matched
Pirates
“Shiver me timbers
For I am getting sober
Pass another bottle
And we’ll go full throttle!”
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Feeling Nostalgic for the Daily Post
“It is strange how we hold on to the pieces of the past while we wait for our futures.”
― Ally Condie, Matched
Pirates
“Aargh!
Pirates we’ll be
Nothing will stop us you see!
We are tough and loud
Even Mom would be proud
Our daily fishing now is done
It’s time to drink, dance and have some fun!”
Rantings Of A Third Kind 