This week on the W3 Poetry Prompt, Carol anne has (as Poet of the Week) challenged us to write a Blitz poem about the change from summer to autumn. I love the Blitz poem form – it is part stream of consciousness and part chess-like strategy. Anyway, I was able to fit some of the … Continue reading Looking at Changing Seasons→| A Different Perspective
A ‘Blitz’ poem Summer's lease Summer has its flies Flies in the ointment Flies off the handle Handle with care Handle oneself well Well and good Well has no bottom Bottom drops out Bottom line Line in the sand Line up Up with the lark Up to your neck Neck on the line Neck of… Continue reading Flies through times, or: (Seasoning)→| The Skeptic's Kaddish 🇮🇱
Summer draws inSummer is fadingFading my memoriesFading in timeTime to wear jumpersTime to close doorsDoors to the gardenDoors to the noiseNoise of the echoesNoise on the breezeBreeze blowing petalsBreeze blowing leavesLeaves will be goldenLeaves won't be greenGreen grass revivesGreen house is bareBare of flowersBare of fruitsFruits will ripenFruits will fallFall is a seasonFall loses heatHeat … Continue reading Fading of Seasons→| Brazanne Muse