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Autumn’s Blanket

the bronze leaves
are tenderly hurtling
to the forest floor
a patchwork quilt of
misfortune and malaise
sewn and laid
by rattling clunking gusts
the ash, beech and birch
succumb
to their own stark beauty

This poem was originally published on my Instagram/Twitter to celebrate National Poetry Day

Thanks for reading.

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