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The Kissing Curse – #poetry – #MarchWriting

20 Wednesday Mar 2019

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Petals fell like snowflakes

On this, the first of spring

Each time they would smooch

Weather did a strange thing

At times, it was like summer

Then, twas autumn’s leaves

Lastly, winter, with its cold

Left icicles on the eaves

No matter where they kissed

Things would only get worse

It’s when they finally realized

They were under a kissing curse

Others told them to knock it off

They couldn’t stand the change

But, apparently this whole thing

Had been carefully prearranged

 

Happy Spring/Autumn Everyone! Enjoy your day!  ❤

 

March Writing Prompts – The kissing curse – Day 20/31

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Flowers of Autumn ~ #poetry #Tanka #Afterwards

03 Thursday Jan 2019

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The colors of fall

Russet and orange adorn

Flecks of gold petals

Now gathered, in a bouquet

Keeping autumn’s presence near

 

Afterwards January Prompts – Flowers of Autumn

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Winter Solstice ~ #poetry #RDP

21 Friday Dec 2018

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On the shortest day, and the longest night

When the winter solstice appears, anew

Let us gather round, be warm in its light

While we bid, dear autumn, a fond adieu

 

Ragtag Daily Prompt – Solstice

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Wordless Wednesday ~ Autumn Fades Away – #myphotography

14 Wednesday Nov 2018

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Silas Condict Park 11/11/18

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Fresh Air, No Despair – #NovemberWriting #poetry

12 Monday Nov 2018

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Soft fronds, waving, in a gentle breeze

Like the wind, blowing, through your hair

Silently swaying, they do as they please

Soaking in fresh air, no time for despair

For winter’s iciness will do what it takes

To places, where the tall grasses grow

Alas, quivering, in the ripples on the lake

Is the last of where autumn freely flows

 

November Writing Prompt – Fresh Air, No Despair – Day 12/30

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