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Having been immersed in memoir writing for many months, I decided to write a small poem every day for a year to keep my poetic hand in. I've posted them to Instagram and facebook as written – where, to my amazement, people love them – but on this blog they are sometimes subject to later rewriting.
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Monday 27 February 2023

Summer flowers ...

 

summer flowers

finally arrive 

as summer ends –

sliding into autumn

with a burst of warmth



Sharing with Poets and Storytellers United at Friday Writings #67, where the prompt is "love letters to wild flowers". I had in mind garden flowers in this piece, but still ...




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  1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade7 August 2023 at 14:03

    Comments from when it was first posted on a different blog:

    Penelope NotesMarch 11, 2023 at 8:12 AM
    I like the fresh feel of how this was written. We certainly do need those late bloomers when the chill sets in.

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    LisaMarch 11, 2023 at 10:07 AM
    "... finally arrive" is two words, but they say so much. The anticipation, delays, the sigh of contentment when they finally arrive.

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    vanderloostMarch 11, 2023 at 11:38 AM
    Lovely

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    kaykualaMarch 11, 2023 at 12:18 PM
    sliding into autumn
    with a burst of warmth

    An episode most welcomed when not outwardly expected to appear. Love it Rosemary, short and sweet!

    Hank

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    PanchaliMarch 11, 2023 at 2:29 PM
    Gorgeous!

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    JimMarch 11, 2023 at 2:40 PM
    I like your tribute to the summer flowers. We have one, it didn't even blossom last year, a Lily of the Nile. Usually, it has large blue-lavendish flower, I hope it will this year again.
    ..

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    MarjaMarch 11, 2023 at 2:55 PM
    with a burst of warmth Love that!!! I can feel even feel it.

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    RajaniMarch 12, 2023 at 3:59 AM
    That's so welcome... some warmth...any warmth...

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    Magaly GuerreroMarch 12, 2023 at 4:43 AM
    The burst of warmth lingers, and I love it. We are freezing at the moment, but spring is coming. In the meantime, I shall enjoy blooming warmth vicariously through your words.

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    RommyMarch 12, 2023 at 11:34 PM
    I always love the sight of the late bloomers. It feels like we're both conspiring to hold on to the last bit of warmth before the cold truly sets in.

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    dsnake1March 14, 2023 at 12:57 PM
    I like how the poem flows so seamlessly, from line to line. Maybe the gogyoshi is designed for that. :)

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    Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 14, 2023 at 1:23 PM
    It is claimed it has no rules apart from being five lines, but I am finding it a very easy form to work with, as it does tend to fall into a nice flow.

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    Anjum Wasim DarMarch 18, 2023 at 6:14 AM
    "sliding into Autumn" beautiful imagery, wondrous feeling of the changing season

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    Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 18, 2023 at 9:06 AM
    *Smile.*

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    purplepeninportland.comMarch 19, 2023 at 12:12 PM
    I love the feeling I get from "a burst of warmth".

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    Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 19, 2023 at 9:54 PM
    That's nice to know – only it has turned into a heatwave! Very steamy.

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