In The Fall And When The Autumn Leaves
In the Autumn
When the beauty of the leaves begins to fall
One keeps on raking
Not to think about the beauty nature calls
One keeps on raking
Bagging leaves and wanting to get one and all,
One keeps on raking
And raking
Until their back is aching
In the Autumn
When the beauty of the leaves begins to fall
One keeps on raking
Not to think about the beauty nature calls
One keeps on raking
Bagging leaves and wanting to get one and all
One keeps on raking
And raking
Until their back is aching
One keeps raking
And raking
Until their back is aching
One keeps raking
And raking
Until their back is aching
In the Fall and when the Autumn leaves
Begin to lose their grip from trees
One keeps up raking
And raking
Until their back is aching
One keeps raking
And raking
Until their back is aching
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Old Men In The Leaf Smoke
The old men rake the yards for winter
Burning the autumn-fallen leaves.
They have no lives, the one or the other.
The leaves are dead, the old men live
Only a little, light as a leaf,
Left to themselves of all their loves:
Light in the head most often too.
Raking the leaves, raking the lives,
Raking life and leaf together,
The old men smell of burning leaves
But which is which they wonder &mdash whether
Anyone tells the leaves and loves &mdash
Anyone left, that is, who lives.
poem by Archibald MacLeish
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Fade to Grey
Shane and Shay raking leaves in the autumn breeze
oh to be free under the trees in that autumn breeze
Tumbling and falling, scarlet red and amber warm
Shane and Shay in sync with fall
my loves, my life
The warm colors of autumn dusk, all too fast to fade
Winter beckons at the door; harkening no more falls
Scarlet tears mixed with gentle blue
sorrow and joy of maternal dues
Separate now, no longer one
No more days of raking leaves in an autumn breeze
Amber warm love gone gray
Why do my young ones stray
poem by Ophelia Deborah Payne Jarrett
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Sense of Smell
Doesn't matter
if you were hiding
from chores
back at the ranch
in the middle of the orchard
or years later
raking leaves and
the dead ones
from the single tree
in your backyard
after a rain
the smell of apples
is still the same
poem by Tom J. Mariani
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Parents are often so busy with the physical rearing of children that they miss the glory of parenthood, just as the grandeur of the trees is lost when raking leaves.
quote by Marcelene Cox
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This Is The Sea (Galway, The Leisureland 29.7.87)
These things you keep
you'd better throw them away
You wanna turn your back
on your soulless days
Once you were tethered
and now you are free
Once you were tethered
well now you are free
That was the river
this is the sea!
Now if you're feelin' weary
if you've been alone too long
Maybe you've been suffering from
a few too many
Plans that have gone wrong
and you're trying to remember
How fine your life used to be
running around banging your drum
Like it's 1973
well that was the river
This is the sea!
wooo!
Now you say you've got trouble
you say you've got pain
You say've got nothing left to believe in
nothing to hold on to
Nothing to trust
nothing but chains
You're scouring your conscience
raking through your memories
Scouring your conscience
raking through your memories
But that was the river
this is the sea yeah!
Now I can see you wavering
as you try to decide
You've got a war in your head
and it's tearing you up inside
You're trying to make sense
of something that you just can't see
Trying to make sense now
and you know you once held the key
But that was the river
and this is the sea!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Now I hear there's a train
it's coming on down the line
It's yours if you hurry
you've got still enough time
And you don't need no ticket
and you don't pay no fee
No you don't need no ticket
you don't pay no fee
Because that was the river
and this is the sea!
Behold the sea!
song performed by by Waterboys
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Autumn
(10/13/11)
The autumn leaves falling on the ground
The autumn leaves of yellow, orange and brown
The trees like a rainbow of colors
Such as this there is no other.
My friends would climb up the smallest trees
And shake the leaves down to me.
then the leaves are raked up and placed in a large pile
Children diving in and laughing all the while.
The crispy crunch that you hear
Sends the chills through your ears.
The autumn leaves reminding us
That Halloween was very near
Where we could dress up and create some fear.
But for now we would have our fun
Chasing each other with our water guns
Diving into leaves of gold and brown
Hoping that we wouldn’t be found.
The park keeper was as happy as can be
From raking the leaves he was free.
He would pick them up and putting
Them into the metal cans- and the smell
Of burning leaves would fill the air
Letting people know that autumn was here.
(memories are made of this- like the song)
poem by Louis Rams
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Better new kindling
than raking the embers
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The summer is slowly going
The summer is slowly going
with the dark grey sky
that switches between being cool and hot
and it rains almost every day.
Autumn leaves are falling golden
at the chestnut-tree
next to the garage
and bunch together
as if it’s trying to cover the grass
drawing a golden cloak over it
and I can almost not keep ahead
with mowing the lawn
and raking up leaves
and wonder if a person
can pack troubles
also like this in black bags,
but I miss you so much
and my life is just as empty
as the tree
that stands almost stripped
and nothing can take the longing away.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Dictates
Dictates,
Dedicates,
Traits;
What one person worships,
Another may not worship!
And like conflicts and feelings,
But my mind is made up.
Hostilities and misunderstanding,
Raking leaves and mowing lawns!
But work for it to save your earnings;
For the bottom line is,
I love you.
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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If I had taken a proprietary control of the Web, then it would never have taken off. People only committed their time to it because they knew it was open, shared: that they could help decide what would happen to it next and I wouldn't be raking off 10%!
quote by Tim Berners-Lee
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This Is The Sea
These things you keep
Youd better throw them away
You wanna turn your back
On your soulless days
Once you were tethered
And now you are free
Once you were tethered
Well now you are free
That was the river
This is the sea!
Now if youre feelin weary
If youve been alone too long
Maybe youve been suffering from
A few too many
Plans that have gone wrong
And youre trying to remember
How fine your life used to be
Running around banging your drum
Like its 1973
Well that was the river
This is the sea!
Wooo!
Now you say youve got trouble
You say youve got pain
You sayve got nothing left to believe in
Nothing to hold on to
Nothing to trust
Nothing but chains
Youre scouring your conscience
Raking through your memories
Scouring your conscience
Raking through your memories
But that was the river
This is the sea yeah!
Now I can see you wavering
As you try to decide
Youve got a war in your head
And its tearing you up inside
Youre trying to make sense
Of something that you just cant see
Trying to make sense now
And you know you once held the key
But that was the river
And this is the sea!
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!
Now I hear theres a train
Its coming on down the line
Its yours if you hurry
Youve got still enough time
And you dont need no ticket
And you dont pay no fee
No you dont need no ticket
You dont pay no fee
Because that was the river
And this is the sea!
Behold the sea!
song performed by by Waterboys
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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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Their Cups No Longer Runneth Over
No one is entitled to take,
From anyone...
What is not theirs,
To take in the making.
And those who believe,
They are owed thieving priviledges...
Will one day become overwhelmed,
By their undoing done.
As the depth of the true debt they will pay,
From that taking away that has been displayed...
To fill their cups,
No longer runneth over.
'Do you believe what I've been giving to you,
I've been getting from the trees? '
~...and,
You are going to tell me you haven't?
This is too traumatic for me.
Well...
From where has the feeding of my excess,
Come? ~
'Not from the trees.
Although they do have an abundance of leaves.
It has not been from the trees the feeding of your excess,
Has come...
To give you the delusion,
That a thumbing of your nose is deserved by anyone.'
~What is going to be done? ~
'Your raking of those leaves.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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What a couple. I'm consumed into ashes. And he's always raking up the ashes and setting them on fire again.
quote by Agnes Smedley
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Squirrel (Acrostic)
Squirrel, shy by nature,
Quickness in its gesture,
Undulating with speed,
Influenced by greed,
Raking to make nest,
Rushing for maple harvest,
Eating acorn and nuts dispersed,
Long furry tail remains curled.
poem by Jyoti Sunit Chaudhary
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On The Golf Course At Dawn
On the golf course at dawn:
No one else but groundskeepers raking bunkers
and the red-orange fox’s fur
reflecting the sun.
Dew still dressing the greens.
After my ball glides past the hole,
I still see its path through the dew.
Crisp contentment in the air.
Quiet. A more than decent life.
poem by S. Michael Kozubek
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Men with the muckrake are often indispensable to the well-being of society, but only if they know when to stop raking the muck, and to look upward to the celestial crown above them. … If they gradually grow to feel that the whole world is nothing but muck their power of usefulness is gone.
quote by Theodore Roosevelt
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Autobiography (Polish It Like A Piece of Silver)
I am standing in the cemetery at Byrds, Texas.
What did Judy say? 'God-forsaken is beautiful, too.'
A very old man who has cancer on his face and takes
care of the cemetery, is raking a grave in such a
manner as to almost (polish it like a piece of silver.
poem by Richard Brautigan
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A Change In Season
the summer ends not with the sweeping breeze
entangled with sun, warming up your skin
but with the raking cold pounding of rain
on a steel roof, & the howl of the wind
like an impassioned affair ending
with the finality of a slammed door.
poem by Chelle Santos
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Peanuts
Its all a game
Youre not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
O no -- try to liberate me
I said o no -- stay and irritate me
I said o no -- try to elevate me
I said o no -- just a fallen hero
Dont wanna hear about the drugs youre taking
Dont wanna read about the love youre making
Dont wanna hear about the life youre faking
Dont wanna read about the muck theyre raking
You sang your song
For much too long
The songs theyre wrong
The bread has gone
O no -- try to liberate me
I said o no -- stay and irritate me
I said o no -- try to elevate me
I said o no -- just a fallen hero
Dont wanna hear about the drugs youre taking
Dont wanna read about the love youre making
Dont wanna hear about the life youre faking
Dont wanna read about the muck theyre raking
Its all a game
Youre not the same
Your famous name
The price of fame
O no -- try to liberate me
I said o no -- stay and irritate me
I said o no -- try to elevate me
I said o no -- just a fallen hero
Dont wanna find out what youve been taking
Dont wanna read about the love youre making
Dont wanna hear about the life youre faking
Dont wanna read about the muck theyre raking
Peanuts, peanuts
Peanuts
song performed by by Police
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