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Flowers
bloom
displaying
their beauty
then wilts
as the season
changes.

Leaves cling
to the trees
creating shades
protecting from
the scorching
sun.

Snow lying
on the ground
glistening in
the moonlight
such a lovely
aura
as it warms
melting.

A love so warm
and passionate
cools with time.
Life is ever
changing
always revolving
from hot to warm
then cold.

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Sometimes!

I would love to
wake up
feel your warm
body
lying close to
mine,
listen to you
softly breathing.

Sometimes!

share a cup of
coffee
perhaps a biscuit
chat about the
days events.

Hold your hand
stroll by the lake
watch boats
entering and
leaving the harbor.

Mother duck protecting
her babies as they
swim by.

Sometimes!

sit with you in
the pale moonlight
reflecting on our
life together.
enjoying the moment
sharing dreams.

poem by Heather Burns
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Autumn

The early evening sun set
brings blazing colors
red, yellow, many shades of orange
the beautiful painted clouds flowing so gently
the landscape changing so beautifully to the season
the trees changing colors and the leaves falling so gracefully
the cold brisk wind bring chills to the body
the autumn season brings lovely scenes
mother nature painting at her best
to bring the painting to life so splendidly
birds soaring south for the winter season
parents raking leaves, kids jumping in piles
laughter fills the air, what a pair
the beautiful time of the year
autumn the season of change and beauty
mother nature at her best
creating endless landscapes, so breathless

poem by Michael Peterson
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Longİ Ng Through The Seasons

ARE WE CHANGİ NG...or the seasons...the last leaves of the trees...tend no to fall from the trees...the last flowers of fall tend not to bloom again.....are we changing or the seasons...are we changing or the seasons...happy tiny fingers caress the whiteness of the falling snow near the window pane...at the other side...bare feet are shivering in the snow...as though match seller girl of andersen has revived again..some people are begging in the wilderness for piece of bread..are we cahanging or the seasons..an old woman her hair bleached by snow opening her hand..for a stand...are we chaNGİ NG OR THE SEASONS....the last flowers of the seasons of the seasons tend not to bloom again...I envy the struggle between the seasons for being and overwhelming....and when every season changes...I long for a new fresh life and world towards goodnes...beauty...peace and brother hood.............

poem by Metin Sahin
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Our Bond Of Love

Traveling
through
life's
wilderness.

Branches
and thorns
appear
along the
journey.

Leaves
cover
the
pathway.

Tangled in
after
thoughts
of you.

Leaving
behind
a veil
of tears.

Finally I
come upon
a clearing.

The sun
is shining
flowers in
bloom.

An amazing
search has
ended.

I touch
your face
clasp your
hands.

Our bond
of love
is still
strong.

poem by Heather Burns
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Seasons

What is a season, sometimes children ask,
Then to explain to them is not a hard task;
its four groups of months, divided equally,
Winter I like, It's the month so special to me.

First we take Summer, it's sometimes so very hot,
But; when you get to go swimming, it cools you a lot;
Eating Salads, and lovely cold drinks, and sweet too,
But; when it's in the 40's, I just don't know what to do.

Next we have Autumn, a beautiful season to check out,
The colors on each tree change, the wind blows the leaves about;
We know it's almost time, to get our warm clothes ready,
and when it's very windy, it's hard to stay on your feet steady.

Then comes Winter, out comes our warm clothes, and gear,
Our coats, gloves, and rain boots, are always left near;
Then it comes, the rain, Hail, sleet and icy snow,
Where you feel the winters blast, on each finger and toe.

So there is the seasons, each different from the other,
What is your favorite season, or do you prefer, not to bother?
In Melbourne Victoria, It's like all comes together,
Four seasons in a day, oh what strange yet beautiful weather.

poem by Margaret Haig
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Slipping Away

ships leaving the
port
destined for
foreign waters
fearful to tread
unknown territory

confidence
slipping away

A lovely blossom
in full bloom
heat scorching
the petals
lets go of the stem

graduallY
slipping away

a true love once
flourished
in the passion
of the sun
cools with the
evening breeze

emotions
slipping away.

poem by Heather Burns
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Still Slipping Away

Ships leaving the
port
destined for
foreign waters,
fearful to tread
unknown territory.

Confidence
slipping away.

A lovely blossom
in full bloom,
heat scorching
the petals
lets go of the
stem.

Gradually
slipping away.

A true love
once flourished,
in the passion
of the sun,
cools with the
evening breeze.

Emotions
slipping away.

poem by Heather Burns
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Infatuation

Infatuation is a temporary
emotion. It is ever fleeting,
as a cloud drifting by

As if a tree developing buds.
Their green leaves turn gold,
then brown, finially a wind
blowing them to the ground.
As they lay there, they
return to the earth and they
are gone.

They are ever changing like the
seasons, warm, hot, cool, and
cold.
Cool in Spring, warming up for
the Summer heat and passion.
But as the cool winds of Autumn
begin to blow, they tend to cool
and prepare for the icy chills
of Winter.

So like a lady changing her
attire. Putting on and taking
off her make-up. Ever changing,
so like infatuation

poem by Heather Burns
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Seasons

Enjoying the walk, with no talk
the air so crisp, the breeze so light
the sun so bright
the leaves are changing, falling in range
the animals storing for a cold winter night
the coats are hanging, will be changing
the seasons are changing so rapidly
where did the summer go
the fall so beautiful, the sunsets so breathless
the rain so cold, the clouds so gray
changing to snow, and growing
waiting for spring to bring
the green and the dream
of beautiful flowers and the gift of life
to the season change
but we love the changes of all
circle of nature, the beauty it brings
for all to sing, giving me spring

poem by Michael Peterson
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Sometimes Snow

Sometimes
the snow
is
falling
lying
softly
on the
ground

sometimes
the snow
is
blowing
swirling
all around

sometimes
ice is
forming
crystals
hanging
in the
trees

clinging
to each
other
in the
winters
breeze.

poem by Heather Burns
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Knowing You

As the soft
breezes blow
touch ny face
gently parting
away the past.

You seek me.

In the sighing
of the leaves
songs so sweetly
sang
the angels listen
in envy.

You soothe me.

As the clouds
drift away
the sun parts
the sky
heats up the
day

You warm me.

When the moon
comes out
lights up the
night sky

You touch me.

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poem by Heather Burns
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Winter's Cold

As the Weather turns colder
the landscape changes colorfully
beautiful shades of greens to lovely fall colors
to the cold of gray and whites
leaves tumble from the branches above
the temperature dropping so fast
send chills down our spines
time to bundle up for a cold winter season
Snow and cold will be upon us, sooner than we want
each winter brings a new tale
either freezing temperatures on heavy snows, sometimes both
snow brings skiers, sledders, skaters, ice fishermen to life
snow forts to snowmen everywhere
the beautiful white landscape comes to life
the sun's rays reflecting off the crystal snow
like glitter tossed around
so breathe taking to see and to enjoy
bundled up inside drinking hot chocolate
waiting for summer to come
beautiful winter turn your cold off and send us our summer sooner.
I miss the summer heat and beautiful outdoors
old man winter does bring some joy,
but for most it brings cold and snow
time for stories around the fireplace with Mom and Dad
hot cocoa and homemade cookies
stay warm for winter will come and go

poem by Michael Peterson
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Autumn Leaves

The autumn leaves swirl to the ground in their millions.
Gold, russet, ochre, burnt umber, and deep vermillion.
Down to the ground, the dying leaves flit and flutter;
On to the grassy bank, the pathway, and into the gutter.

Some of the colours of the leaves are deep and so very rich.
Whirling along the ground, some leaves tumble into the ditch.
A thick layer of multicoloured leaves now carpets the earth,
Leaving the trees bare, in readiness, for next spring’s rebirth.

With changing leaf colours, many people love this time of year,
But, that summer is well and truly over, it is now perfectly clear.
The many colours mixed together are a magical sight to behold;
I love the shades of yellow, crimson, sienna, and ruby red, so bold.

Some leaves are mottled, with two glorious colours or more;
Adding to the fabulous display, which now lies upon the floor.
Children love nothing better, than to frolic through the fallen leaves;
When workmen collect them up, they’re left feeling very aggrieved.

Even though the weather is getting cold, the colours look so warm.
Fiery reds and oranges, and golden hues, like those of ripened corn.
Photographers find this time of year, so very evocative and inspiring;
The spectacular displays before them, they spend much time admiring.

As the season draws on, the once vibrant colours begin to dull and fade.
Soon, all that is left are brown leaves, which once boasted brilliant shades.
When leaves first change their colour, they create much admired foliage,
But with age and weather, over the coming weeks, there is much spoilage.

I love the dark green leaves, with their edges tinged with a brilliant red.
But, alas, those colours will fade, now that the leaf is no longer being fed.
The crisp, bright colours can offer cheer on even the very dullest of days,
But in our minds, we know it won’t be long before winter comes our way.

poem by Angela Wybrow
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The Secret of the Rose

Rose, a
symbol of
beauty, purity,
power, excellence.

An emblem
of silence,
a tear dropped

brought
her into
existence

Becoming
a lovely lady
remaining closed

around the
heart, preventing
distress
a rare flower.

poem by Heather Burns
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Last Days of Summer

Whatever the way the summer days end,
In the type of summer is how it has been,
Whether a good one or bad one,
The last days of summer,
Can be sad or happy endings,
As each season ends,
With another one beginning,

The summer could have been,
Miserable yet,
Sun scorching us everyday,
And sunlight shining on all our faces,
It is how it is,
Out there where all is seen,
In,
Summer days of fun,
Summer days of love,
Summer days of seeing,
Summer days of been,
Out and about where summer is,

And when summer came and went?
With a mundane feeling that it left?
Was the last days of summer,
And the begining of another,
Autumn as we know it,
Fall in other places,
Where the ending of one season shows,
By the decaying of it,
When Autumn Fall shows,

Where we will wrap up and snuggle,
With warm cuppas drinks,
With a book,
Or,
Catch up on watching films,
Yet,
Still,
Musing over the summer days,
Of sunshine memories,

Now,
Warm hats and gloves,
With rustle leaves,
That rustle beneath,
Our feet as we walk,
Through the park,
And see,
The summer leaves turn,
To autumn shades,
Taking in,
The last days of summer,

Reflecting,
And remember,
The falls of Autumn's,
Is the signs of summer,
That has ended,
And minglings with,
All that falls,
From the summer ending,
To autumn beginnings,
Is the,
Decaying,
Of summer,
To regrow itself,
For next season's of summer,
When it begins again,

Yet,
In between,
There's,
Autumn,
Winter,
Spring,
Till,
Again,
Last days of summer,
And all in bloom again.

poem by Ellen Ni Bheachain
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Guitar Song

I feel bad
And beautiful
In all the strangest places
You feel good
Youre sweetest
The weathers changing as I look at your face
Falling
Fall to the floor
Falling
You know we can
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
So many songs
In my mind
Maybe less cause Ive drunk so much wine
Theres light
In your eyes
But out the window its gone dark outside
Falling
Fall to the floor
Falling
You know we can
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
If you stay tonight
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Havent had a dream in such a long time now
Itll be alright
Its raining here and all the leaves are on the ground
Itll be alright
But Im safe and warm outside its cold and grey
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright
Thats my guitar and I will play for you all day
Itll be alright

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Guitar Song

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Can't Change the Weather

Crisp and white and cold
It was a beautiful snowy day
Life seemed devoid of turmoil
As I watched the ducks at play

Trees covered in their lacy winter white
The sky was gray with threatening snow
And yet a bit of white peaked through
It was the best kind’a day I know

And as I drove across a bridge
Slush was forming and the snow rearranged
It seemed as though there was a pause
I knew something was about to change

I love the changing of the weather
A cold and blowing storm
And then as quick as fingers snap
It would be sunny and sweet and warm

I guess whatever the season
Or whatever the weather right now
We might as well just settle in
Can’t change the weather anyhow!

poem by Marilyn Lott
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Autumn Leaves

Autumn leaves, in the trees
Falling to the ground
Colors of many, in the breeze
Of red and orange and brown.
Rainbow parks in the dark
Moonlight shimmers down
On the leaves, from the trees
Falling to the ground.
Lovers walk, hear them talk
To where Children played
See the beauty, and feel the warmth
From where nature stayed.
Barren trees, forgotten leaves
Another year gone by
All alone from a breeze
As the lovers softly cry.
Autumn leaves from the trees
Lying, on the ground
See the beauty, feel the warmth
And hear, autumns sound.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Promises For Tomorrow

The winds
of time
kept
catching
your
sweet
word s.

Blowing
them in
my
direction.

Filling
my heart
with
promises.

Promises
for
tomorrow.

This
heart
began to
surrender.

waking up.

so alive
and
passionate.

waiting
for you
to
invade
my
dreams.

yearn ing
to lift
you into
my
cradle
of
love.

poem by Heather Burns
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