Post No. 889
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Small Reminder
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Just a small reminder
That winter is almost gone
The nip in the breeze
The bite in the wind
Raises tiny bumps on my skin
Prickling, bristling
A shiver runs up my spine
The last of spring days
Before the summer sun
Changing season
By day or by night
Fluctuating ‘tween cold and hot
Erratic weather, while God decides
Whether or not
To allow summer in…
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©Denise G Allen, Friday, 23 October 2015 08:49
Spring Shoots
Spring Shoots
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Bare brown branches with hardly a hint of green,
The smallest tint of jade seen in the shade
As the shadows lengthen and colours dissipate.
Darkness shrouds the trees and birds slowly cease
Their twitters. Only a lone owl can be heard
Breaking the soft silence with his call. Peace.
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©Denise G Allen, 10 September 2014 11:21
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The warm winds blow
(sometimes with a hint of ice –
tail-end of winter’s cold),
ruffling the leaves
on the evergreen trees,
dusting the bare branches
of the unclad.
Dust rises in great swirls,
reddish and coarse,
echoes of the ground beneath
where it settles once again,
providing succour to the roots
whence it came.
Seasons’ circles,
cycles interwoven,
life and death
to the eye,
but the soul
will never die.
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©Denise G Allen, 04 October 2013 07:08
Spring is on its merry way,
Buds will bloom another day,
Clusters spread along the vine,
We would share a flask of wine.
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Sitting in the lukewarm sun,
Remembering when we were one,
I think back to where we were,
Wonder where our paths diverged.
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I am here and you are there,
It was all too much to bear,
Death denies a second chance,
We were lucky to have it once.
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©DGA 27 August 2011 09:42
A Yellow Umbrella
a yellow umbrella
bright as a second sun
stands on the sands
giving shade to everyone
a spring day in may
the sea as smooth as glass
we walked hand in hand
‘long the dunes of velvet grass
a yellow umbrella
and a red beach ball
come and join the fun
beach soccer one and all
oh for those carefree days
of innocence and youth
oh for those carefree days
of energy and health
©DGA 08 August 2011 11:01
Sidey’s weekend theme, 27.08.2010: New Beginnings
Spring Rain
I smelled the sweetness of the rain
In the air before it came,
Bringing life back to the earth
After winter’s unhurried death.
The gentle drops fall from the clouds
Following many months of drought
And the soil drinks greedily
To deeply satisfy its thirst.
The circle of the seasons
Is about to start again
As earth maintains its journey
Of orbiting the sun.
Photo: photobucket.com
©DGA
The Maple Tree
The maple tree stands tall and proud against the boundary wall,
Its leaves beginning to turn
From green to the rich red-golds and maroons
Of the late autumn season.
On the ground surrounding the tree lie the fallen leaves,
Rustling in the softest breeze
Joined by others wafting gently down towards the earth
To rest in peace on the dew damp grass.
Soon the tree will be completely bare, exposed to all
The elements of winter – wind, cold and frost.
With no protection whatsoever
It will stand brave, strong and true until the spring.
Photo’s: Author
©DGA
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