Friday Fun Poetry Challenge: Rain and Moisture

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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Saturday Song: Love is Blue by Andy Williams

A while back when I played my guitar and sang at an adult day care facility, a woman asked me if I knew this song. I told her I didn’t think there were any words to it, but when I looked online, I discovered otherwise. This Andy Williams rendition is different from the instrumental version I remember from the 1960’s. Enjoy, and have a great Saturday.

 

Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

We Shall Overcome

How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

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Abbie’s in Love

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No, I haven’t found another man. Although my late husband Bill has been gone four years, I still love him. This Valentine’s Day, while others celebrate love for those still living, I still love a man who has left this world.

In light of Debbie Reynolds’ passing, I thought it would be nice to sing her 1957 hit, “Tammy,” during my performances at Sugarland Ridge and Westview last month. I now realize the song is also about me but in a different way. The following poem illustrates this. Click on the title to hear me read it.

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I’M IN LOVE

 

Like the whispering cottonwood,

hooting owl, whippoorwill,

murmuring breeze,

melting snow dripping off the roof announces it.

The crow in the distance caws it.

The sun in the sky shouts it.

The cold winter breeze sighs it.

Although he’s no longer a part of this world,

He’s still with me in spirit.

I long to be in his arms

where I’ll sing for joy.

 

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Now here’s my rendition of “Tammy.” Happy Valentine’s Day.

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Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

We Shall Overcome

How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver

That’s Life: New and Selected Poems

My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds

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An April Poem

I wrote the following series of lunes on an unseasonably warm afternoon earlier this month in my back yard. I sat and listened and wrote about what I heard and felt. At one point, I got too hot, sitting at my picnic table so moved to a shady spot on my patio and incorporated that in the poem. Click this link to hear me read it.

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The Fourth Month

 

bright sun shines

in a cloudless sky above

nature sings praises

 

enjoying bird songs

I sit in the yard

breathe fresh air

 

hammer pounds nearby

saw whines loud and long

bringing us change

 

radiant sun burns

fair skin if not protected

must find shade

 

relief from sun

cool breeze soothes warm skin

bug caresses face

 

an April afternoon

feels like a summer day

where is spring

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