Fall

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    Fall

     He made an impression in the grays of his braid


    Shaded in the clouds sent by Brother Sky
    Comforting and close to calm the season

    Bright Sister Sun in dazzling blue
    Softened by the blanket drifting by

    Deepening the rich colors from Mother Earth
    No longer washed by brilliant cherished days

    Cool crisp colors of red and brown
    Gifts from Mother to her children

    Brother Moon’s time is coming
    Guided lovingly by Grandfather


    October 7, 2008

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    RHPeat commented on Fall

    09-19-2009

    An interesting approach to fall. Only one question, is (he) also father? why not say so, since mother, brothers, and sister are also present from the family of the universe? a poet friend RH Peat
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    Wesa commented on Fall

    09-08-2009

    I still love this one. It speaks so clearly of the bright, crisp days of fall - which somehow are at the same time muted - and of the relationships all of us have to nature.
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    TBWyvern

    09/09/2009

    Thank you so much, I definitely value your opinion

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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