Poetry

The end of Summer

Inspired by the winds that are violently blowing today bringing change. Perfectly closing summer, once and for all.  My stanzas are in Haiku form and I worked at creating a certain pattern.   Rustling winds yearning Guiding lost spirits roaming To and fro they go The leaves scattered down Red, yellow, brown on the ground Hard… Continue reading The end of Summer

Poetry

Cold, Concrete Poem, Anaphora/Epistrophe Day 9

  That hill...... Many winter days... spent there on that hill... When snow started blowing.... topics were flowing about that hill. Waiting by the radio on winter days... only long enough to hear them say....... "there would be no school today"......Hurray! We'd run... happy as larks to go to that hill.... ......that hill...... with the… Continue reading Cold, Concrete Poem, Anaphora/Epistrophe Day 9