The wind like a whirling dervish / Whipping up the leaves…........
Pallid skies of cloud and mist look down upon the ground. / Reds and scarlet brown, windswept yellow leaves, / Calm the new wind is, whis…
Just a simple account of the smells and feeling a Wisconsin Fall has.
NSFW
Winter’s sun / Sets a rising Summer
cycle of grief…
Snowflakes float gently to the ground as I break over a ridge, scanning the clearing in front of me for elk. The silence is so loud it a…
Written back in the 1990’s, before I moved to Pennsylvania. Though I love hunting in PA with my husband, I sure do miss hunting elk with my dad and brother!
We are over / We have not one more / Over to go through - / It has ended / Lying under you As gone as the first sparkle in / Your calm eye…
girl’s intuition – boys don’t get it ; )
Light-catchers flutter, soaking Sun and it’s rays. / Drinking Light, clean and bright, offered during the days
Pick a subject then write a poem about it. But you can’t use the actual word of that subject in the poem, except for the title. It’s a fun mind bender.
A classic haiku. / The first line came to me on a beautiful, warm spring day as the breeze fluttered through my open window. I wanted to make it into a poem, but I couldn’t get past the third line. / Then I read a story (required reading for my American Lit class, lol) where the main character’s mother wrote haiku for a Japanese-American newspaper. And I remembered: haikus are only 3 lines, and were 5, 7, 5. I counted the syllables in the lines I had. It was perfect. I usually prefer to write unorthodox things in an orthodox fashion, but this one fits into the category of “haiku” perfectly. The syllables are all correct, and it’s about weather. lol
We have 4 seasons; Summer, Fall, Winter and then Spring. As summer starts we hear the laughter of children on swings, slides, etc. and th…
Seasons come and seasons go
I feel the urge of holding on to something / Not knowing really why / The loss of this dear loved one has caused a well of tears I have cri…
What a wonderful concept. We have our Spring, Summer, Fall, and Winter then we must go on. Nancy
To walk on beaches full of sand, / To let it flow right through my hands. / To play in rock pools on the shore, / I want to share this and s…
I felt inspired to write when a dear friend came to visit who I hadn’t seen for a long time. Times throughout the year I had wanted to share the small, simple things in life with loved ones. Weather it be time, distance or even death that kept us apart…..
autumn colors shimmering brightly in demise beneath gargantuan harvest moon
Spring seems like a slipper, / That summer wears to keep warm. / Summer is the childhood, / Of Autumns final call. / Autumn is winter’s lover…
Turned a bit colder here, / there’s snow on the fens, / they said on the radio, / frozen sheep and backed up cars trailed like icy rivers / c…
“This swirling dance, of the autumn dancers, broadcast the lingering, cold nights of winter”
Seasonal poem that shouts the beauty of the colors of fall. I hope you enjoy!
Summer turned / And was startled
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