Love this, especially the ambience it sets. After the heat of last summer, the cooler weather is appreciated. Or until that horrible snow storm with ice comes along. Liz
I may be wrong, but it seems like this time of the year we see more poems about the changing seasons than any other time of the year, perhaps because of the beauty of fall.
No matter the logic, you’ve penned a really nifty one Rose. You’ve done the most popular season proud.
Ah yes, Rose, changes are afoot indeed! It was one degree when I took my dog out this morning...sigh! Oh well, we still have autumn colours to look forward to....lovely write!
Each season has its character and its beauty
and you know that well, Rose, and express it with heart.
i must admit i do miss the seasons and their changing.
The only thing I miss about living in a drastically seasonal place is the changing of colors in the fall. I can't even worry about winter coming because I'm happy with our, occasionally, low, brrrr! 42 degree weather. Lovely words my dear, far northern friend.
Mark
Once again a beautiful snapshot capture or a Maritime state of mind as Autumn and Winter begin to join a partnership...well done cuz.
Hugs, enjoyed this one.
fee
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
If you tend to believe romantic, passionate, masculine poetry is a thing of past eras, read "She Intrigues Me," and be swept away in the beautiful craft of a contemporary poet of love.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
Regis
hug
Kat
Peace,
Dayvid
No matter the logic, you’ve penned a really nifty one Rose. You’ve done the most popular season proud.
Thanks Dick
Hugs,
Anna
and you know that well, Rose, and express it with heart.
i must admit i do miss the seasons and their changing.
John
Mark
Hugs, enjoyed this one.
fee