Autumnal Joy
Being Enlightened
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A smiled played on her lips
as she watched the autumn leaves dance,
the air was alive with the sea
and the sky was awash in a orangey glow,
her heart felt so full of life
that joyous tears filled her sparkling eyes,
spilled down her rosy cheeks
and nestled softly in her pumpkin sweater.
as she watched the autumn leaves dance,
the air was alive with the sea
and the sky was awash in a orangey glow,
her heart felt so full of life
that joyous tears filled her sparkling eyes,
spilled down her rosy cheeks
and nestled softly in her pumpkin sweater.
Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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do my name in colours, like the leaves..
i love colours, i'm not drunk really.:)
uh, lol, thanks.
yes colours are purrdee.
i love the fall, it's my favorite season...
very lovely, as usual m'dear
while leaves fall from bleeding trees
trading green for yellow-'n-brown
And winter's cold fuels the fire inside
very nice read, BE, really
- Antwerp '06, Nijmegen '07, Werchter '07
Agreed, civvy! Love long walks on cool autumn days... I think I love every season though, 'cept for those muggy, smoggyfoggy summer scummy days!
Thanks, PN!! It'd be cool to be able to add smileys too!!!! But, then my signature would be all emoticonica!
Jamal, thank you! Sitting by a wood burning fireplace, drinking hot chocolate, after coming home in the deep, cold of winter has got to be one of the best feelings ever!
Snowstorm
The winter's chill,
bone-cold in snowy drifts,
hot chocolate, warmed skin,
cozied up by the fire, until it lifts.
The autumn leaves danced
the cooler breeze whistled thru the trees
as the hot summer days slowly gave way,
to cool nights and brisk air
the breeze blew back her hair
and orange sun shone
on the tears from her ssparkling eyes
as thoughts of pumpkins and bobbing for apples
filled her with delight
As the sun dipped over the horizon
a full Harvest Moon rose in the atumn sky
and dreams of sugar plums
and candied apples
filled her spirit with sweet smiles
that seasons are beautiful cycles
like rotating spokes on a cycle----
and keep comin' around
with each trip
taking her further on up the road, of life
Graduate of the School for Sexual Gifted....magna cum loads
brrrrrrrr-fect for a cold Toronto morning like this one!! :):)