Exceptional 3/6/3 Trio for Contest One Thousand Cranes : Crisp Cool Winds by Gypsy Blue Rose 3-6-9 Poem contest entry

crisp cool winds fuss about ma’s garden stirring golden, saffron, and red leaves ~*~ faceless gourds and pre-creepy pumpkins  scattered across threaded vines and soil ~*~ screams echo  after halloween day putrid pumpkins are left in the lurch   Author Notes "Autumn leaves don't fall, they fly. They take their time and wander on their only chance to soar." -- Delia Owens 3/6/9 poems only require syllables and line count The excess pumpkins are donated to local zoos; given to farm animals; or used for land's natural fertilizer Left in the lurch = abandoned Thank you very much for taking the time to read and review my poem. Gypsy "A sunset is the sun's fiery kiss to the night." -Crystal Woods

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