THE LAST DAY IN SEPTEMBER poem
By Richard L. Provencher
Fri, 26 Dec 2008
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The Last Day in September
when leaves parade before an Autumn
wind sheep shuffling hooves to pens
baaing for grain trees dressed
in Poplar and Fir surrounding us
a kaleidoscope of feathers scuffling
from one feeder to another
woodcutter’s birch in scattered
heaps dogs slumbering
within familiar sounds and I marvel at
the stillness now llamas are
trotting to a new patch of grass
Dexter cattle mooing happily as they
bend and chew a donkey’s harsh
braying my lady and I watching
and listening on an afternoon
of one sunny Alberta day.
© Richard L. Provencher 2008
first published March 2008
Creekwalker – Carlsbad CA
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I read the promo “Watching
I read the promo “Watching the birds and animals snort and fling themselves from branch to branch...” and since I’m not well I thought it would cheer me up to read a fun piece with cows leaping from branch to branch and elephants snorting coke in rhubarb trees – but no...
Still September sounds very scenic on sunny afternoons in Alberta.
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