Jambin' with autumn

Grace @ Everyday Amazing

wit-
her slowly

cast fiddlesticks to
sky as light bounces trip-

ping edges to fiery red musk
last in-

hale, ex-
hale

drunk-mellow after-
noon sugar-

sweet, this is (y)our last 

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Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Let's Get Jambin' with guest blogger De Jackson