black moon rising
season of the in-between
frosted blossoms withering
trees of verdant green
now softly browning
squirrels root for seed
to winter on
come dark moon, the nights
grow longer
gently rock this world
rest our souls
in deepest peace…
kat ~ 30 October 2016
(Magnetic Poetry Online Nature Kit)
like mercury colliding... 
October 30th, 2016 at 5:31 pm
Here comes winter!!
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October 30th, 2016 at 6:06 pm
Yep. I love the cold weather! 🙂
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October 31st, 2016 at 12:20 am
I love the feel of this
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October 31st, 2016 at 1:17 am
Thank you. I like to challenge myself with magnetic poetry. 🙂
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October 31st, 2016 at 9:19 am
Really like this one Kat!
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October 31st, 2016 at 10:54 am
Thanks Lynn. I am as inspired by a friendly squirrel. 😊
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October 31st, 2016 at 11:16 am
cool
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November 1st, 2016 at 8:23 pm
Brava! 🌹
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