balmy, the first day
sweetly scented
gentle rains come
wild winds whip
(Blurry) photo by Catherin J Pascal Dunk 2026. I shared this piece at Central Coast Poets Inc September meeting yesterday.
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Have others been writing change of season poems too? I love noticing that first day of different air quality
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Please send a little rain my way!
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coming right up! I have a child called sol who controls these things…I’ll put in the order
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😁😁😁
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Did it arrive yet?
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Finally – last night! Yay!
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Yesssss
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Send it back when you’re ready xo
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The rain left while I was sleeping. The nerve!
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