Scarlet hues of leaves
Cascade like flags from the sky
A quilt of crimson
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Holly Nace
Library nerd. I write stories, books, and poems. My poetry delves into the melancholy and bright, the painful and the wistful. I hope my words resonate with and inspire others.
"Tomorrow is too far away
So I will live just for today."
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Second Tuesday of November
No one knew how the event really started. Between a few beverages at the bar, maybe? Notes passed carefully on the street? Or, perhaps a secret meetup at early hours of the day? Whatever the root source was, we were here now on the second Tuesday of November. Nervous, but also absorbed by the allure.
By Elizabeth Petit3 days ago in Fiction
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Love this! Beautiful imagery. :)
Oh, how I miss the color changes of the leaves from lush summer green to exquisite fall rainbows. Now living in Florida, I don't get to see that part of beautiful nature. Your poem was a perfect reminder.