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Spice

A Honey-Pumpkin Poem

By Kale SinclairPublished about a year ago 1 min read

As autumn artfully arrives,

artistry authentically comes alive.

Blissfully bumbling bumblebees

beautifully buzz beyond the bustling breeze.

Carefully crafting catacomb chambers,

casually creating colonies of danger.

Dependably defending decadent delicacies,

expertly extracting excrement elegantly.

Fluorescent flowers ferment flagrantly.

Fatally foraging flavored fluorescence faithfully.

Gnomes giggle gingerly while graciously

gathering ginger and spice from pumpkins.

Autumn is definitely in the air, can you not

smell the munchkins?

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Kale Sinclair

Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd

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  • Michelle Liew Tsui-Linabout a year ago

    Wonderful use of alliteration!

  • Heather Hublerabout a year ago

    Oh, I can smell them!! I am so ready! This was like a lovely autumn hug :)

  • angela hepworthabout a year ago

    Ahhhhh you have me longing for autumn even more now!

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