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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.
AFTER FALL RAIN
Streams through my
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.