Tag: seasons

Hibernation

Hibernation

The smoky grey sky remained
long after the storm blew away
remnants of an Indian Summer
Clouds hung heavy and oppressive
in the late afternoon
Lingering joy of sunshine and warmth
already faded into memories 
A page turns and a new chapter begins
I am not ready, I am never ready
to let go of my season of birth
It invigorates me, it feeds me
I draw strength from its strength
I grow and thrive like grapes on the vine
and wheat in the fields
Now it’s time to be plucked and harvested
My season is celebrated for its bounty
With thanks duly given
but then my world becomes dormant
leaving me to cover my head and hibernate


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Lillian is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse

Season Over – A Quadrille

Season Over

Hope for new beginnings
remains a debt unpaid by Spring.
Summer left it’s promissory note
for new growth and abundance
While Autumn failed to harvest
the wishes and dreams
left in barren, hardened earth
And when winter came
sadness fell as
love lay dying


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Lisa from Tao Talk is hosting Monday Quadrille at D’Verse Poets
and she bas promoted us with the word ’Season’

A Quadrille is a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the title.

The Exchange – A Nine Line Poem

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

 
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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
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