Seasons

by JLR

Fall hath arrived, old bones do ache.
I sit reckoning on leaves' fall.
Simply to decay for trees' sake,
showcasing what happens to all.

Fall hath arrived. Old bones
thirst for an early Spring.
I ripen so! Leaf tones.
Fall hath arrived ... old bones!

Fall hath arrived.
Grasses yellow,
west winds revived,
hearts go mellow.

Fall hath
passed summers hold
shifting to winter's path.
Fall hath arrived! Old bones do ache.

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#51
October
2022

Potlatch poetry club entry: Zanze
a poem in 16 lines made up of 4 quatrains.
syllabic, 8/8/8/8/6/6/6/6/4/4/4/4/2/4/6/8 syllables per line.
rhymed, Abab cdcd efef gagA.
L1 is repeated as L16,
L5 is the repetition of first 6 syllables of L1,
L9 is the repetition of first 4 syllables of L1
L13 is the repetition of the first 2 syllables of L1.
(L= line as in line 1)

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Club entry for the "~ The Zanze ~ week of 10-8-2022" event in "The Potlatch Poetry Club". Locate a writing club.

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A chapter in the book Heart Crafted Poems - 2022

Seasons

by JLR

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