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Here is a sestina I did for a class I took… I am not the biggest fan of sestinas, too much repetitive words…

Autumn Magic

Good ol’ Jack has come to paint the forest with frost.

All along the ground lay fallen leaves.

Through the trees softly blowing is the wind.

In the air is the smell of sweet apple cider

In the garden, hidden in green the orange pumpkin

The trees, the leaves, the color scarlet.

 

A little girl with a scarf of scarlet

To ward off the chill of early frost.

Dances around the patch of pumpkin

Runs through the piles of crunchy leaves.

The promise of apple cider

Helps her ignore the cold wind.

 

The biting, gnashing, chilling wind

That turns the girl’s cheeks scarlet

Her lips the color of apple cider.

The ground and grass iced with frost

All around blow the fallen leaves

That eddy and swirl round the pumpkins.

 

Suddenly from behind the pumpkin

Comes a magical gust of wind

That blows the yellow and orange leaves

Through the trees of scarlet

Thawing the biting frost

From the little girl’s lips of apple cider.

From the wind that smells of apple cider

Comes a coach made of a large pumpkin

Covered in swirling designs of frost.

Appears from the magic wind

A silk ball gown of bright deep scarlet

And a crown of sparkling golden leaves

 

Materializes for the little girl from out of the leaves.

The promise of apple cider

Is forgotten on the way to the castle of scarlet

In that carriage of pumpkin

Which rides the north wind

To the castle of the prince of frost.

 

The princess dances with leaves in the castle of frost

Till a mother’s voice breezes in on the wind telling of the warm apple cider.

Away in a cloud of scarlet go the castle and gown all that’s left of the magic is a pumpkin.