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Fall Is My Favorite Season

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I wait for the bus that will take me downtown,

Where I’ll hop on the train to my destination.

We turn a corner and I see a row of green trees,

With their tops going up in flames.

Like torches that burn in the daylight

And are quenched by the fall of night.

Oranges and greens, greens and golds and reds,

This living, breathing, moving panoply of color

Thrills me. Each tree is like a shout of glory

Against the pale blue backdrop of the Autumn sky.

No one else notices, no one bats an eye.

How can they be so blindly unaware of

All this beauty? The colors boldly strike my senses;

I am awed and dumbstruck, though inside

I’m shouting, “Look! Be aware of this wondrous

Miracle of beauty unfolding in front of

Your unseeing gaze.” But the words will not come,

And the moment passes, unnoticed and unremarked

But by me, and I scribble down these memories

While I have hold of them, and preserve them

For now.

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Author: Melody J Haislip

Born in a small, Illinois log cabin . . . No, that won’t work. The pampered only child of incredibly wealthy parents . . . No, that won’t fly either. Raised by French nuns after her aristocratic parents were beheaded . . . No, that’s been done! Got it: An East Coast transplant to the Pacific Northwest, this notoriously late bloomer began her new life with a new career as a writer and blogger. She has taken to both the new location and the career move like a duck to water. Writing is a new adventure, and our intrepid risk-taker is diving in, feeling right at home and making new friends. Reached for comment, she replied, “Okay, I wrote my bio, now may I Please go out and play?” We expect great, or perhaps merely more coherent, things from this writer. (Okay, that’s a wrap. What a wacko!)

13 thoughts on “Fall Is My Favorite Season

  1. I snapped a few amazing photos of the trees and their fallen leaves lying upon the green grass, just this weekend. The rustling of the leaves as I walk among them takes me back to when I was a young girl. I absolutely love Autumn. Sounds like we have the same feelings about this wonderful season. 😀

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    • @ Theresa H Hall Already, just a few days since I wrote this, a lot of the golden leaves have been blown away, and it makes the reds and oranges that much more vivid!

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  2. I love early morning walks in autumn. The reds and oranges spread so much passion in the air that even the loneliness seems romantic!

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  3. i like ur writing style 🙂

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  4. Oh Gee another one to make me never attempt writing poetry again. I know when I’ out classed in a field of flowers.

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  5. I enjoyed that thanks

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  6. I just want to share that I also love fall season.=) Thanks

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  7. Beautifully written poem. =)

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