My poem “Fall Fever” has been posted on Medium. Go take a look HERE
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Lovely poem, congratulations!
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Thank you!
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WTG!
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Lovely imagery. Fall isn’t much different from summer here, just a little bit cooler, mainly at night. It’s still hot. And we don’t have foliage that changes colors really. Our little bit of green goes from green to falling off the trees. 😆. So thanks for a taste of Fall fever. 😊 ❤
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Thank you! I should write one for non color change areas.
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The barrel cactus blooms this time of year. I think it’s so amazing how soft the blooms are when the plant has such huge thorns. And the prickly pear is ripe, so lots of bright red bulbs on those. It’s not nearly as magnificent as Fall leaves, I don’t think most people here notice really. Stuart didn’t. But I think it’s pretty amazing.
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Sounds lovely!
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