Crisp
cool air
golden leaves tremble
then spiral down gracefully
AUTUMN
***
Strange
little poems
don't always rhyme
delightful word play teases
ELFJE
***
Toasty
sitting lazily
near the fire
too cold outside yet
PROCRASTINATION
***
Flitting
darting about
often playing tricks
sporting cheeky mischievous grins
FAIRIES
Orange
glowing brightly
embraced by pines
on her splendid ascent
LUNA
Harvest
moon
rises serenely
glowing bright orange
illuminating deep velvet heavens
this magical vision never grows old
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