Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Autumn's Fruit



The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.

Emily Dickinson  

30 comments:

  1. Morning Michelle, lovely poem, Blessings Francine.

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  2. Thank you Emily . . . and Michelle . . .

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  3. A pleasant post this morning.. Fall and the cooler weather is upon us... I'm so glad

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    1. Shug, I am glad too. Fall weather is my favorite.

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  4. Perfect Autumn image and words Michelle, one of the prettiest seasons .

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  5. I love that poem, Michelle. Not feeling much like fall this week. xo Laura

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  6. That looks like the apples on my tree. Any wonder I buy mine at the store? ((hugs)), Teresa :-)

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  7. Lovely....I love this time of year! xo karen

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    1. I do too! It is my favorite time of year!

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  8. The apple is no good for eating but sill good for making cider.

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  9. Oh, how I love this time of year!!! Thank you for the poem and photo...

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  10. Emily had a way with words, didn't she? I am so much more straightforward. "Hey . . . fall is on the way."

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  11. This is a great photo to go with Emily's poem.

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  12. Lovely poem! Yes, it certainly is here!

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  13. I have always liked Emily Dickinson poetry.

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  14. I've always loved this Emily Dickinson poem. She wrote her poetic imagery so succinctly

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  15. fabulous shot and quote-I love the end of flowers and fruit, this is an especially lovely shot.

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  16. So beautiful...in image and in word!

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  17. Like most of the comments above, its the perfect picture to go with that verse.

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  18. Someone once briefly ruined Emily's poetry for me by telling of her unrequited love......

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  19. The poem's words are lovely and so true, sadly the fruit is not doing somwell.

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  20. Emily Dickinson was a wonder with words!

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