The moon emits no light of its own

Solero bolero

Horizon hues flambouyant.

Moon mirror round.

© Helen McIntosh
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Towards Michaelmas

Through the empty trees
summer's cygnets sashay past
Grey swans on the turn

© Sophia Roberts
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Ashes

Leaves spill, sway, stagger

Two steps forward, three steps back

Summer’s embers dance

© Sophia Roberts
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I notice

coming between us

there are issues of substance

and the lack of them 

© Sophia Roberts
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Winter Solstice

down through bleak high panes

pink of coral sinks to grey

a dark bell echoes

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