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Today posting two poems from my autumn poetry challenge– to write something on a theme of bounty that doesn’t mention apples or pumpkins….  The first lovely entries appear below– each simple, evocative poems.  Feel free to submit until the snow flies….

SEASONS OF NEPHEWS

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Robert calls me in February:

“Guess what?  Surprise!  I’m married!”

Russell walks a snowy campus

With the same load his brother carried.

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Russell runs up the steps to see me

Home from school in spring;

Robert tills a muddy field,

Dreaming of growing things.

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Russell writes his stories

Out of the summer sun,

Robert drives an old John Deere,

And leaves when his shift is done.

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Robert gifts me with acorn squash

He planted at summer’s start;

Russell gifts me with language,

A bounty for my heart.

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Laurie Blair

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Visit Laurie at Help My Compass Broke .

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Generous in its fragrance

The smell of hay bears

A cornucopia of fall’s delight

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Miriam Ruff

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