Autumn leaves scatter on the sidewalk a block from home
Back from a first day of school inhaling musty maple
Cool breeze, long sleeves, polished shoes and a flutter of news
Days of firsts dangling fresh books, a new teacher and friends
Etched in memory, each September of slanting light
Fuel for a spirit treading toward dark December nights.
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©️2018 Ontheland
Lillian at dVerse challenged us to write an ‘Alphabet Sestet’, a six-line poem using any consecutive series of alphabet letters to commence each line. I went with ABCDEF.
Ontheland 
An excellent poem! I’ve started writing about autumn now too. The seasons provide a lot of inspiration don’t they?
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Thank you…yes the seasons and nature are inspiring.
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Yours is a sestet I just want to breathe, Janice! I was there on that walk home from school. The final lines are wonderful. 🙂
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Thank you, Kim 🙂
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Beautiful recall of those first school days!
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Thank you, Beverly.
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I love how this seems to take place in the past and present–the first school day and its memory–but each year, fall leading to winter. I agree with Lillian about those last two lines.
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Thank you Merril…it’s one of those embedded memories.
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Love your imagery here — you’ve captured those first days of school so well! And at the same time, you’ve captured the fall season….especially like September’s slanting light. So glad you posted to the prompt!
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Thank you Lillian 🙂
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Nice last line of that treading spirit.
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Thank you, Frank.
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Those days always remain with us. (K)
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Nice memories. Made me think about shoe polishing. Wonder if they still do that – anywhere.
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Good question 🙂 I realized as I wrote that I had stumbled on a detail of the past.
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You captured that fresh new smells of books and stuff at the beginning of school days.
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Nice poem…I love Autumn, the beginnings of chilly temps and business…you covered so nicely…put me back when my kids were young and getting ready for school days. thanks for the walk down memory lane.
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So happy you enjoyed the poem 🙂
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I really enjoyed the placement of rhyme and your attention to the senses on this first day of school. A treat to read.
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Thank you Mish 🙂
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Beautiful scenes! 😎🥀
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I love the details, a block from home, the musty maple leaf smell, polished shoes, long sleeves, the dangling fresh books, and all the news bursting to be told — and the last line to reveal why this recall is so important fuel to take into the dark December. Very well written!
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Thank you so much Victoria.
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