The Exchange – A Nine Line Poem

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The Exchange

Summer becomes weary and
is preparing for the handover
Leaving her blooms to dry out
Too exhausted to carry on
Exchanging her sunshine and
its warmth of
gold rays and refreshing breezes 
for the cooler winds of Autumn and
brass colored foliage on trees

 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©


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 the
following lines so that each consecutive word
becomes the start of the next line of your poem.
Keep the word order and repeat the pattern for
more 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”

Published by Christine Bolton

I have been writing poetry since I was a child and it has helped in the good times and bad times. I am always looking within to find the answers to life's problems and to write thought-provoking poetry and prose. Thanks for checking it out. Christine

32 thoughts on “The Exchange – A Nine Line Poem”

  8. 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!

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    1. Actually I almost used “passing the baton” because i5 reminds me of a 4×400 meters relay. ☺️

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      1. 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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      2. 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. 🙂

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