Tag: Seasons

When Summer Comes

I’ve been working from home since the beginning of the pandemic, but soon I’ll have to start going into the office at least one day per week. Last week I went in to check out my new office, which I was moved to earlier this...

Sestinas and Paint Chips Collide

Hello poets. At the beginning of this month I warned you that the fourth prompt for September would involve writing a sestina. As I began to write this prompt, I was tempted to change course because, well, sestinas are hard to write and I hadn’t...

Ubi Sunt with Paint Chips

I can’t believe it’s Friday already, but here we are. And we’ve moved on to the U section of the poetry dictionary. There are only two entries to choose from and one is unstressed syllable. So we’re going with the other one, which is actually...

Paint Chip Poetry Prompt #33

It’s week 33 and it’s been a crazy week. I didn’t think about writing this week’s prompt until I was getting ready for bed last night and saw a comment on last week’s prompt saying she’d made it just in time because the new one...

The Flower Fades

Summer is my favorite season, but spring is a close second. If lilacs lasted longer, spring would easily take first place. But lilacs fade so soon after blooming. Their intoxicating scent is fleeting. Their vibrant purples whither to brown. If only this spring would pass...

My Love of Summer

How does summer fly? Warmth of days gone by Outdoors Barbeques imply Tasty chicken thigh No chores Scents waft to the sky Past a loud magpie Autumn I’ll defy Sunset we decry Hawk soars Weather is bone dry Cherish mid-July Lake shores Warmth of days...

Spring

Spring has sprung A song is sung By every sparrow and hummingbird Rain comes down With a pounding sound On all the azaleas and daffodils Blooms are bursting For bees who are buzzing Pollinating flowers and trees Next will be summer My favorite season When...

Goodbye Winter

Goodbye winter you are dismissed you won’t be missed I’m delighted to say spring is on its way It’ll be here tomorrow driving out sorrow caused by winter blues your white and gray hues Vibrant colors will abound from flowers all around Sun shining bright...

Bushtits Flit

Rain showers fall …..with a chill in the air Trees blossom pastel pink ….weighed down by heavy drops ……….now sway in sunny breeze Tiny bushtits flit from branch ….to suet feeder to branch Then the flock departs ……..in one fell swoop …to another tree ……in...

A Sunny Day

Sun illuminates trees creating shadowed patterns on their trunks A slight breeze making the branches sway and shadows dappled Surely busy bees buzzing on their way to pollinate flowers Squirrels at ease trusting days of feasting are at hand Somewhere a sneeze declaring spring pollen...