leaves whisper softly
must leave the bough before long
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not so fast!
killea: Thanks Lief.
I'm impatient too!
killea: Me too!
killea: Thanks, Magdalena
It s indeed a f***ed up summer this year.
nicely written xx f
Let's hope for a nice indian summer.
We all need it.
killea: We do indeed.
Super, goed neergezet, groetjes.
killea: Thanks, Otiske.
me myself and I think we'll have a (very) little Indian summer along the way, somewhere, some futile days lost between September and October, to compensate this shitty summer.
I daily drive my car on the Beukenlaan here in Antwerp, and yep, indeed, some trees are going already for those shorter days
nice little poem!!
killea: Thank you, Klaver4.
in every respect really brilliant, June.. this 'haiku'..! anyway.. my favourite season: the wonderful and multicoloured autumn.. last year I enjoyed the "Indian Summer" in New Hampshire (New England, USA).. a spectacular and surprising experience..
killea: I feel the same about Autumn, it just makes me happy!
From the dew-soaked hedge creeps a crawly caterpillar,
When the dawn begins to crack.
It's all part of my autumn almanac.
Breeze blows leaves of a musty-coloured yellow,
So I sweep them in my sack.
Yes, yes, yes, it's my autumn almanac.
(Autumn Almanac - The Kinks)
killea: thank you.
Mooi hoor deze proef ik ondanks mijn engels
killea: Thank you