This feature was created by blogger Coleen Chesebro. For guidelines, click here.
Since this is the first week of the month, Colleen likes to encourage poets to choose their own words. The words I chose are “autumn” and “moisture.” The poem below contains synonyms and not the words themselves.
This time, I’m using a new form of poetry called an etheree. This consists of ten lines, each containing an ascending number of syllables. You can learn more about the etheree poem here. Click this link to hear me read the poem.
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AFTER FALL RAIN
Bright
Sunlight
Streams through my
Kitchen window.
After days of rain,
I rejoice in the sun.
The few songbirds that are left
Sing their joyous welcome to fall.
When I take a walk, I see blue sky.
Fallen leaves crunch beneath my feet and cane.
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Author Abbie Johnson Taylor
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Lovely Etheree, Abbie. I love how your words flow. Here in Colorado, the trees are turning quickly and rain/snow is in the forecast. I’m ready for Autumn. ❤
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It’s the same here in Wyoming, Colleen. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.
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Of course. Have a nice weekend. ❤
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Our leaves are falling here in western NC mountains, but they are dead dry leaves, not orange and yellow as they should be this time of year. Love your poem, Abbie.
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Thank you, Glenda. I’m glad you enjoyed the poem and hope you’ll try writing an etheree of your own.
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Thank you, Colleen, for the mention.
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