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Orange and Yellow Mornings

Orange and yellow back lit
by the rising sun.
Like you could just reach out
and grab a handful of color.
Taste the maple on your lips.
Hang on while it lasts.
To quick to ground,
replaced by the scarecrows of winter.
Don’t just hurry by. Pause a
bit and enjoy.
Who knows for whom there will be
no more orange and yellow mornings.

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Free verse
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A great deal of imagery which fits in well with the season. Last 2 lines added the perfect amount of melancholy to this................stan

for the season and I have seen those very hues, just the other dawn. I totally agree that the last two lines make the ending just as it should be. You hit the right spots all the way through, kept the pace and the logic. I'd say that this one needs litlle in the way of change. [ Maybe add another 'o' to that [ too ] quick to ground. ~ Geezer

This must be the place, 'cause there ain't no place like this place anywhere near this place

I see you have been here nearly three months now and still no profile, I would like to know who is writing and from where it makes a bit of difference.
Yes the scarecrows of the winters skyline are not a welcome sight, liked this write a lot, Yours Ian.T

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