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Small Reminder

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

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Life Blood

Sunset

Sunset


Life Blood

My beautiful trees
With their glorious leaves
Reach out to the sky ~
Branches bare ~
Like sticks in the air, resting
‘til the first sign of spring
Sends their sap rising
Rushing, gushing upward
Stirring from the depths of their being
While we’re still gibbering
And shivering with cold.

©Denise G Allen, 13 July 2014 03:44


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Testing the Weather

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A sunny day, or so it seemed,

But a stray mischievous wind

Breathed a tendril of ice

Behind my neck, down my back,

Too weak to move the leaves

But enough to make me freeze

And pull my collar higher,

And my scarf tighter as I hied on by.

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©Denise G Allen, Wednesday, 11 June 2014 11:17


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Winter Arrives

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With the dawn came the cold;

The light of day has given way

To dripping nose and frozen toes.

Gone are the gold and russet leaves,

Skeletons are the remains of trees,

Arms and fingers held up high

Reaching beseechingly to the sky

Diamond chains hang from taps

Reflecting light from a watery sun

Whose weakened rays lack strength

To warm our cold, cold earth

As we wait for the world to turn.

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©Denise G Allen, 12 April 2014 06:57


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Winter’s on its Way

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Winter creeps from west to east,

Soundless slippers on its feet,

Borne on the warm west wind

Where I feel traces of chill,

A foretaste of the dense cold air

About to descend blanket-like

Covering us, huddled together

Before the flickering fire.

Friday’s the day, so they say,

And preparations are underway…

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©Denise G Allen, 03 June 2014 07:12


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Winter’s Almost Here

Winter's Almost Here

Winter’s Almost Here

Winter’s Almost Here

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Striptease trees whose leaves

Fall on semi naked ground

Auburn has darkened to shades of brown

While yellows and reds have all but gone

The long days of summer topped and tailed

Tho’ what is left is still warm as toast

Where the wind cannot reach us

Straining to grasp us as we linger

In our shelter under the wilting sun.

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Image and poem: ©Denise G Allen, 04 May 2014 07:08


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Last Weeks of Summer

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I know you are loath to go

And I am sad to say farewell,

Let us enjoy our last few weeks

Of sunshine days and balmy nights,

Mozzies with their itching bites,

Coolest clothing every day,

To move unhindered along our way.

Too soon, I feel a bite of ice

In the early morning air,

So pleasant now but, as time

Moves on, ‘twill change

Its nature from a nip to a gnash

Of its icy teeth to send us shivering,

Longing for the warmth so lately gone,

And we must wait through the long,

Cold months until you come again.

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©Denise G Allen, 19 February 2014 15:20