Meadows…whisper softly
softly as autumn scents
scents of fallen leaves
leaves magenta tinged.
Trees…swaying gently
gently leaves falling
falling amber and gold
gold marmalade skies.
Shorter days, sun aloof
aloof from lucid dreams
dreams woven with magic
magic intoxicated with song.
Longer nights, stronger vibes
vibes of drowsy melodies
melodies idled in songs
songs of campfire tales
© 2018-2019 – Franci Eugenia Hoffman
Franci Eugenia Hoffman enjoyed a career in the insurance industry for over 20 years. She was rewarded both professionally and personally due to results from taking responsibility and dedication to her work. Her fulfillment comes from the encouragement and promotion of others.
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
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Loop Poetry is a poetry form created by Hellon. There are no restrictions on the number of stanzas nor on the syllable count for each line. In each stanza, the last word of the first line becomes the first word of line two, last word of line 2 becomes the first word of line 3, last word of line 3 becomes the first word of line 4. This is followed for each stanza. The rhyme scheme is abcb.
Beautiful!
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Thank you!
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You are welcome!
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A beautiful poem. Feel like fall already
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Me too, Sadje! 😃
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👍🌟
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My favorite season. Lovely words
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Mine too! Thank you. 🍂
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Delicately and beautifully constructed, telling its story with integrity and passion.
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Thank you for your very kind comment, Roland!
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Beautiful! My favorite season 🍁🍂👻
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Thank you and mine, as well. 🍂 🍁
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Love how you have paced this poem.
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Thank you! I enjoyed writing it.
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Welcome!
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Awesome pls follow me again as a hacker removed 40 followers and one of them was you !
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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