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Bright upland meadow
Blooming forth with hints of spring
Winter’s snows now passed
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Upland Meadow
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seasons
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Safety Orange Amid The White
A raven caws from the barren branch
As cold grey clouds shadow the frozen mud
No seedlings yet emerge from this snow day‘s
Bleak landscape, as we huddle by the campfire
As bright as safety orange in the dull winter world
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snow day, safety orange, campfire, seedling, raven, mud, and shadow.
Search
Where did it go?
It can’t be far
Has anyone seen a yellow car?
I know it was here
When I parked last night?
How can a few flakes
Obscure my sight?
I need to get to work
And that’s no joke
So I guess I give these piles a poke
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As Winter Whispers
Light flurries fall – sign of what’s in store
As winter whispers that it is at the door
Cool breezes taking on a little more bite
Reminder that autumn’s end is now in sight
As winter whispers that it is at our door
We begin to dream of Christmas
And bright festivities indoors
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Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Use the phrase “as winter whispers” in any form of writing
Heading To Night
In a cabin in the woods –
As from Summer to Autumn time bends
The cotton blossom has all been picked –
Leaving but bare brown stems.
The family together – safe secure
With trust in God and one another
The changing seasons brings no fear
And as the sun begins to set – heading to night,
As the night owl begins her evening flight
Our family hold each other warm and tight
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Paint Chip Poetry #43: Prompt – To Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley. “Our paint chip words and phrases are cabin in the woods, deviled eggs, cotton, Aquarius, blossom, showtime, and night owl. The bonus angel card is trust . . . . Use however many of these words and phrases you want. I don’t plan to use them all this week, just to mix things up a bit.”
Soon to Slumber
My days grow short
My magic, like the sunshine wanes
I have had my time in this forest realm
Of my greenery and flowers – few remain
I shall soon depart to my slumber
My sister, Autumn shall have her turn
And she in time too will rest
As my Cousin Winter my work will overturn
But young Sister Spring will in time wake
And begin our forest to renew
And I, Summer will paint the woods
With blossom, and scent for you
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Chosen Season: An Eukaryotic Ekphrastic
Autumn’s chill fingers
Reach deeply within the earth
Summer’s green passing
Fungi raise their heads aloft
To greet their chosen season
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COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 195 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT
“This challenge explores Ekphrastic writing inspired by visual art.” I have used the Tanka form to explore the photo prompt.
Fall’s Hands
Falling into Fall’s hands
Into Autumn’s mitts
Time for sweaters
And changing leaves
As Summer calls it quits
Though a colourful time of year
It still brings many low
As temperature drops – and nights close in
And chill winds begin to blow
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Tuesday Writing Prompt: into fall’s hands
Mistress Springtime
Image by Mircea Iancu from Pixabay
Mistress Springtime, how she shivers
Waiting for her chance – to return
Bringing daffodils and crocuses
Cold Winter’s wrath to spurn
But for now she is a captive
Locked in, by his icy chill
But her escape plan is active
She’s a lady of iron will
Mistress Springtime – soon a captive
No longer shall she be
But she will in time triumph
Frozen Winter, he will flee.
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Cycles
The cycles of life:
Seasons’ sure transformation
Throughout each new year
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Heeding Haiku With Chèvrefeuille, December 18th 2019 (belated), transformation
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