Laura is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight and
has prompted us with September and the
changing of seasons. There are two prompts
offered. This one is a 9 Line Poem.
Write NINE-LINE VERSE(S), taking ONE of thefollowing lines so that each consecutive wordbecomes the start of the next line of your poem.Keep the word order and repeat the pattern formore verses.
1. Those/ pale /flowers /might /still /have/time/ to /fruit (Borowicz)
2. Summer/ is /leaving/ too/ exchanging/ its/ gold/ for brass (Dorothy Lawrenson)
3. West/ mountains/ erased/ with/ azure/ into/ Spring/cool/ nights (Murray)
For example:
Those xx
pale xx
flowers xx
might xxx
etc etc
I chose #2 by Dorothy Lawrenson “September”
Ha! I actually ran the quarter-mile leg of a medley relay back in high school. (That certainly should date me – it was before US schools adapted metric for track.) I still have the baton, on which I painted the names of the relay members with our school record time.
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Christine Bolton
September 16, 2020 at 10:22 am
I was on the relay team too in HS and we were county champs! Lol. I ran the third leg and remember passing to this girl who could run like the wind. She was amazing. I loved the relay and being part of a team event. 🙂
Good stuff – I particularly like” brass coloured foliage”
Thank you Ian! I appreciate it ☺️
I love the color of autumn… but I fear the darkness
That’s my least favorite part of a year. I love the long daylight hours
The perfect exchange … no fumbles, smooth.
Thanks Helen. I love the fumble reference 🙂
My comment of passing the torch works better for this piece. Your visual of Summer passing is on point Christine.
Thanks so much Darnell ☺️
“preparing for the handover” is apt. Like a relay runner, having completed her role, handing off to the next, fresh runner.
Actually I almost used “passing the baton” because i5 reminds me of a 4×400 meters relay. ☺️
Ha! I actually ran the quarter-mile leg of a medley relay back in high school. (That certainly should date me – it was before US schools adapted metric for track.) I still have the baton, on which I painted the names of the relay members with our school record time.
I was on the relay team too in HS and we were county champs! Lol. I ran the third leg and remember passing to this girl who could run like the wind. She was amazing. I loved the relay and being part of a team event. 🙂
glad you had time for a second go at the challenge with the Lawrenson line cleverly woven
“leaving her blooms to dry out
Too exhausted to carry on”
that’s just how this seasonal change feels!
Thank you Laura. The prompts were just so beautiful. I also love writing about nature ☺️
Very eloquently written Christine
Thanks so much Sadje ☺️💕
You’re welcome my friend
Perfection, Christine…love it!
You’re so sweet Lynn. Thank you so much ☺️💕
My pleasure!
I like the idea of summer becoming exhausted and handing over the duties to Autumn.
Thank you so much. I really appreciate it ☺️💕
Beautiful words.
Thank you Maria ☺️💕
“Brass colored foliage” replacing “dried out blooms” just brings home summer’s retreat. Nice,
Thanks Dora. I really appreciate it ☺️💕
With all that summer does it is no surprise she gets tired. Good one, Christine.
Thanks so much Lisa. I’m always sad when summer ends
😢
You are welcome.
Love this!
Yay! I’m happy you liked it 🙂💕