Since I didn’t officially theme it,I thought I’d borrow the title of the first poem to name this carnival.
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Glistening jewels coat the tips of trees which light the skies with lofty ease. Priceless Rubies,Topaz stones,and Mandarin Garnets in orange tones. [...] Nostrils flare in anticipation as earthy caramel smells sift past heady cavities,past gates which open up to lift eyeballs and ear tips tingly,chilly red and awake. Brain swoons soft by the glow of fresh air flow,rushing in and down,as chest and rib cage expand out,extrude on an excursion to full [...] Outside,the garden’s disarray reflects his own spirit. He gazes beyond today’s errie political mendacity,attempting to follow the message of Thanksgiving. The season’s story asks with answers and gives questions. For now,nature’s bounty has shriveled to dry,itchy skins. The joyous noise has ended,the guests all departed. Remnants linger. [...] Live Oak draped in Spanish Moss,wilting with it as if weeping in the sweltering sun. Autumn never comes here,only peripatetic monsoons which bring heavy,soggy freshness. While through the rain,shivering still,remains this mossy tree in a breeze (like sultry girls shimmying on bars late at night). After the storm’s passing [...] |  | |||||
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