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Keep This site Alive, and Dwell - share wits & words
I submitted this poem but then realized there might be just empty space acting as respondent. We must not become rare as Resplendent Quetzels !! Our perquisite lies in our acquiantance. So login, laugh and lounge a bit. I also think there should be a forum for our fortuitous experiences as writers. On October 20, 2006, Tadeu Coelho's (www.tadeucoelho.com) commission of my music and poetry will be performed by him and others at Santa Clara University. So please write.... October's Wings Striped honeybees, commuting light protecting all, procuring foods From garden beds, tall trees tonight bravely banding building broods Daisies' light, red-pollened rose soft-shadowed limbs, warm waning sun Zestful flights, well skylit roads no time's quixotic 'til Harvest's done Honey ripens with wax-stiff weeds Spring tractors soon sow September's seas Come caller winds, October's seed For life's spell, We flowers brandish breeze...

Posted by: Paul Martin Chafer   01 November 19:57 pm
Hi Doc,
I think the poem reads well and flows with form and the style: typically inimitable. Nice one.
best wishes,
Paul.
Posted by: Jon Fletcher   26 October 09:24 am
Hi Dr T. Good to hear you're still out there and penning ....
Posted by: Dr. Todd harris   19 October 03:33 am
I messed up my own post's format...
this should make for an easier read....

Let me know what you think, my faroff friends.....

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October's Wings
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Striped honeybees, commuting light
protecting all, procuring foods

From garden beds, tall trees tonight
bravely banding building broods


Daisies' light, red-pollened rose
soft-shadowed limbs, warm waning sun

Zestful flights, well skylit roads
no time's quixotic 'til Harvest's done


Honey ripens with wax-stiff weeds
Spring tractors soon sow September's seas

Come caller winds, October's seed For life's spell,
We flowers brandish balmy breeze...

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