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Stripped by sickle winds naked branches
shudder and gaze at yellow-brown leaves
twirling their way down to tawny lawns
later raked in heaps along parkways
Burning bushes immolating with autumn flame
Umbrellas dance along to the school bus stop
Put on my raincoat, ready myself to walk
outside my door into sheets of windy rain
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| Writing Prompt |
Write a non-rhyming free verse poem that incorporates the topic or theme of autumn. No length requirements. |
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