evening purples
coneflowers, prairie clover
stirred by unhushed wings–
evening purples
asters, feathered grasses, pond-
held wary stillness
coneflowers, prairie clover,
rabbits quick-whisper
sun in slow descent
stirred by unhushed wings
sky quickens, blunt-crying geese
fade purple, southward
Written in the form of Troiku, inspired by this post at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie.
Graceful Press Poetry 
That time of mellow fruitfulness is here again.
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I’m ready! 🙂
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Summer’s having a final fling here. It’s absolutely sweltering again.
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I would have liked to reblog this one but I’m sot seeing any reblog buttons this morning. Will call back later. It’s a Wprdpress thing.
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Reblogged this on Jane Dougherty Writes and commented:
Reblog button is back! Please read this lovely end of summer poem and enjoy the last hot days.
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Thanks so much for sharing.
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That last verse! Straight into the heart.
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