Ripe orange plumpness
breaks the leaf cover
skittering spiders over vast velds
of furry green leaves.
The scent of scratching pencils
fills the breeze
drowning out the manure
from the county fair.
The ground swallows frogs.
Nights roll in faster then a moon tide.
Insects plagues die by phantasmal scores.
Cool air comes off vacation
reinvigorated from the repose.
Clouds pile up
on their road-trip south,
jamming the skyways.
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