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	<title>fall &#8211; Saturday Soul with Sandy Hibbard</title>
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		<title>The Air of Autumn</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Sandy Hibbard]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2011 10:22:56 +0000</pubDate>
				<category><![CDATA[Hope]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Seasons]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[autumn]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[fall]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[The Air of Autumn&#8230;. Ending scorched heated days of summer crisp sun dappled moments laced with children&#8217;s laughter gin and<span class="excerpt-hellip"> […]</span>]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Air of Autumn&#8230;.</p>
<p>Ending<br />
scorched heated days of summer<br />
crisp sun dappled moments<br />
laced with children&#8217;s laughter<br />
gin and tonics and pool-side acrobatics<br />
cooler water flows from the hose<br />
Lacey and Caesar repose<br />
from ferocious growth to quiet contemplation<br />
summers&#8217; winds lay down</p>
<p>Conspiring<br />
portrait of the full-moon laughing<br />
a chill on the skin wrapping,<br />
enclosing all that&#8217;s green hued<br />
to orange-red speckled to woo me<br />
the air turns pale while slower cars prevail<br />
settled, quietly dreaming<br />
flinging powered puffs across pure blue<br />
Autumn&#8217;s breath begins to move</p>
<p>Creating<br />
crunching dead-life beneath my feet<br />
reminding me how quickly we expose<br />
regroup, engage, pursue<br />
green life hides beneath the heaving chest<br />
promising a wild return pressed through cold-wet<br />
chilling warming playful Autumn air<br />
capturing a five-fingered turkey<br />
returning laughter for care.</p>
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<p>© Sandy Hibbard</p>
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