A Fascination of Images

By Richard L. Provencher

Fri, 08 Dec 2023
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The sun warms

leaves grappling with

whispers

of movement

filtered through thin willows

& I lay on the grass

contemplating

whether I should mulch it.

 

Now a gentle wind

teases those leafy rims

into curly edges. Remnants

from Autumn’s end-journey

coloured images upon the lawn

 

not yet should the mower

usurp any burp of fallen

beauty dotted across the yard.

 

 

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Poem
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Submitted by Nolan on

Those simple things around us, Yes fascinating! You've said it all, but do you really think of "mulching the grass"? & Nolan

 

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Thank you & Merry Christmas, Jenny.

Richard L. Provencher

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

A pensive poem of resolving what needs to be done with those creative autumn fallen leaves.

I like how you thought about it before taking action.

Jenny.

 

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on

Merry Christmas, Jenny. Your usual encouraging remarks are always wecome. -R

Richard L. Provencher