Stories tagged “autumn”
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The Night Time Waltz
The faint music of the orchestra could be heard leaking out of the hall into the cooling autumn air. It was late; the dew had already formed and its glitters spread over the ground like a sea of sparkling gems, and the orange and red leaves of the seas...
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Hanging Gardens
I have endless regrets now. Scenes from our life together are relentlessly playing in my head. I’m sitting in traffic, hitting every red light — but in my mind, we’re walking through Kensington Gardens hand in hand, and I can smell fl...
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fall
They whisper as they draw themselves in, a faint susurration of retraction. Listen closely: the crackle and sloosh of xylem and phloem, the low hum of nutrients on their gravitational migration, leaving scarlet and orange and yellow in their wake. List...
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Autumn
Autumn Teens groaning with books again As leaves come tumbling Children tumbling in piles Hard work ruined, parents grumble While walking goblins and doctors Down the street, begging for one last stop Pumpkins grinning ear to ear. Jackets pulled out, h...
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Autumn
leaves turn to bright hues tumble slowly to the ground old things become new
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Suicidal Memories
Embry woke from a returning nightmare in a cold sweat, that ran down his spine making him shiver. He grabbed his Impression and texted October. R U OK? he laid back down taking staggered deep breaths. He slowly fell into unconciousness. October woke up...
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Better Colors When There is No Frost
“Janie.” She glared at me out of the corner of her eye, determined to ignore me. I couldn’t be sure why she was mad, but I could tell. She was mad. Her hand had its fingers curled under forcing her nails into the wooden bench making five ...
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The Life and Death of a Leaf.
Like soldiers they cling to the sturdy structure that has supported them for so long. The lucky have held on long enough to achieve their blood red finale. Others fell. Green, perhaps envious of those who naturally had more shelter and protection from ...
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The Man I Married
“I didn’t choose this,” I whispered. Then, louder, as I worked up my nerve and convinced myself of what I was saying, “I didn’t leave a pathetic cop-out of a suicide note.” There were tears in my eyes as I started to...
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A Veranda With A View
I can hear the clatter and clanking of glass jars, tin rings, kettles, slamming ovens and busy women coming from behind the back door. They’re all there, generations dressed in aprons and kitchen sweat. And they’re having fun, listening to ...
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Games in the Park
Mothers walked along the Autumn paths of the park, their children like kites navigating a tempest. All of them unaware of the possibilities within their lives. Wrapped in a blanket of my own misery, I was too aware of life as I played games with Death....
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Falling Day
The best part of Autumn, he’d decided, was the leaves. Any child who’s ever had any fun has jumped in a big pile of fallen leaves. There was something simple and satisfying about the experience. It never failed to enrage the elderly, someth...
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With Autumn Comes Change.
It wasn’t cold for a September morning, with pockets of the summer heat still hitting the valley, but many of the locals had stopped avoiding going outside as they had in August. This was part of the reason Jenna had decided to walk the 3/4 mile ...
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With Autumn Comes Change. (2)
I’m the only one who can help! Jenna’s realization began with a moment of hesitation as she tried to recall the right order for CPR assistance. She had been taught basic life support by the Greely Fire Department paramedics about a year ago, but if...