Saturday Share, Come One ~ Come All !!!
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This is the blog where folks who decided
come and post their “Collab” Poetry!!!
Earlier in the week, a blog was posted inviting
everyone to come and give “One-More-Line”
to generate lines for this “Collab” Poetry.
This week we generated 203 Lines!
These are the folks who came to give lines this week:
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This week’s line was:
Hope that you will join in on the fun with collabs and/or comments!
Everyone can participate…you need not to have left any lines.
The lines are located here: Get Lost in the Lines
Pick a few, add a few of your own…and create!
And Please…
Love & Light,
Angel
Welcome all to the Saturday Share! It is feeling more like winter in my neck of the woods…and looking like it, too! 😆 Looking forward to read some warm autumn collabs! 🙂 :love: :love: :love:
Quick one…been a day! :love: :love: :love:
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CPC Collab with Flossie and Scotorum
Always wonderful. I’m working on mine and will be back to read and comment . . . . In the meantime, Big Hugs and wishing everyone a peaceful evening and weekend. :love: :love: :love:
LEAF PEEPERS
PART ONE: THE DISCERNMENT
As autumn leaves swirl to the ground,
The air is fragrant, crisp and cool.
There is not a single sound around.
Just right for me and my mule Jewel.
A lot of noise gets us both pretty wound
So the falling leaves suit man and beast.
When they gently fall without a sound,
Less is more, and the most is the least.
We must admit we both get embarassed
when we see all the trees standing bare.
If we stare they wonder who’s the fairest,
and they start to blush when people stare.
Jewel and I go where leaf fall is thicker.
There we become clandestine leaf peepers.
While the trees undress, we hide and snicker.
I snap pictures when I see keepers.
Leaf peeping is not for everyone.
Some peeps just are not peeper peoples.
Some love to do it, for some it’s no fun.
For many, leaf peepers give them the creeples.
PART TWO: THE DENOUEMENT
Falling leaves loudly announce to all
a hint of winter is on the way .
If it could only hear our quiet call:
to take the hint and stay away.
Leaves of Fall fall gently with no sound.
Oh dear I wrote a similar line if you scroll on down
Two is better to make your world go around;
which makes no sense in this poem but is a great line anyhow.
Now I’ve completely lost the meter of this write.
The crisp leaves crunch beneath our feet
like the skeletons in the Terminator movie;
As many things do, but not when you eat a bowl of Cream of Wheat.
There goes the ABAB rhyme too
This poem has gotten totally out of control.
So what am I going to do?
Slap my muse silly, crawl into a hole.
The leering leaf peepers who left a leafy line or two: Angel Love (6). Diane.
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AUTUMN’S COLORFUL DANCE
by Barbara K
A CPC COLLAB
Autumn leaves swirling
to the ground,
cascading down,
so many colors to be found;
the inner child within my soul
jumping for joy,
twirling round and round
accompanied by
that sweet rustling sound,
leaves of red, yellow,
auburn and brown,
and all the beauty that surrounds.
Such a colorful display,
autumn leaves dancing my way
and floating upon the breeze,
brilliant colors slowing fading away
with winter’s chill and snowy blast
fall surely destined not to last.
So in my heart and for today
I treasure Autumn
and her memory,
as feeling the warmth
shared from above,
I watch
each
delicate
leaf
float
down,
dancing upon the breeze
in the afternoon sun,
gently waltzing to the ground
without making a sound.
(c) barbara kausteklis 10-27-12
Thanks to Angel Love, Scotorum, Diane,
Flossie, Tony, and Bettie for sharing
lines with me this week.
AUTUMN BLISS KISS THE LEAVES
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Twistin and turnin through the air
The autumn leaves swirl to the ground
As though they had no worldly care
Positive vibes as wind shares
^
Leaves fallin form every tree pretty to see
Come cascading to the ground
Everywhere accompanied by that rustling sound
Just right for me and my mule Jewel
^
As the leaves fall to the ground like a feather
All critters much crawl in burial much farther
Time to buy some taddy porter
To hold the heat in so, the cold nights will be shorter
^
Every thing helps to control the heat in save here and there a quarter
And extra blankets are in order
The trees are standing bare
Bare to the wind you can hear the whistles call
^
Beautiful is this season of fall
I can just feel the autumn winds blow though the halls
They start to blush when people stare
Seeing ones bare you would not dare
^
A hint of winter is on the way
You kin so feel the chill in the air
Wish it would take the hint and stay away
Hear the tiny animals as they creep the ruins of
^
I once saz a pretty white turtle dove
As many things do, but not when you eat a bowl of Cream of Wheat
Seeds we plant and are blessed to eat
A salad of greens goat cheese and beet
^
Winter will provide the real test
And await the holidays with unconcealed zest
Reflections of a summer past
Lies cover wit pretty colors of fall leaves all around
^
Into memory is cast
Looking back at times we shared having a blast
this coming winter will not be our last
See the sun as it touch each and every leave just before they hit the ground
^
Warmth from above shared without making a sound
This does make my world go round and round
A shared love of beauty in everyone found
Fall in the air winter is near
Written By: Bettie Davis ———————— © October 25 , 2o12
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As this new season unfolds
Always exciting to see what each new season brings
Beautiful is this season of fall
The air is fragrant, crisp and cool
All lakes and river have a clear frost
A hint of winter is on the way
Daylight hours are getting shorter
As the leaves fall to the ground like a feather
The colors really do astound
Leaves falling form every tree pretty to see
Pretty autumn leave of many colors swirling round my head
The crisp leaves crunch beneath our feet
Shades of yellow, red and brown
Leaves falling form every tree pretty to see
As they fall, so many colors to be found
Red, green. yellow auburn and brown beauty that surrounds
Wind and leaves singing the winters songs
just sit back and enjoy the fall air.
The birds are beginning to head south
Spread those wings wide open and let sail across the lake
‘Tis the season in which I feel so blessed
Another season has come to rest
Autumn is the season I love the best
Lies cover with pretty colors of fall leaves all around
Floating gently to the ground
A season of blessings not to be without
And this does make my world go round and round.
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