Harvest Cocoon posted 10/11/2007 9:37:29 PM | 7 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: poetry, autumn

crickettspirit

Harvest of October speaks to me
of crisp cool nights
Bathed in Moonlights Gleam.

Forensic patterns
could follow this moon
To secret corners built in June.

Summers Gold
Trails the Harvest
A blaze of spectacular ornament

Filaments of straw
Tie the Auras' glare
To a stampede of thoughts
....only an Autumn wind could share.

So To These cool days and crisp nights
I leave my bedroom window open all night
Pulling the sheets up tight
Snuggling me just right
....with Octobers Mind.

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