A Gentle Autumn Day
Tendrils of gossamer morning mist
mingle softly with the smoke of
fires distant on the crimson ridge
ancient thatch drips diamonds
on worn iridescent flagstones
a veiled sun lifts night's cloak
spent golden leaves pause on dew
spattered grasses fatigued from
their summer's frenetic toil
thus begins a gentle autumn day
Poetry by josephus

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Written on 2022-10-28 at 14:01




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