CPC PICK-APART POETRY CELEBRATES WINTER’S APPROACHING
Welcome to the November Edition of Pick-Apart Poetry
as we look forward to December and the Holidays
and a brand new year coming up so very soon.
We’re so glad you’ve joined us in celebrating
this wonderful time of year in a Pick-Apart way.
The idea of Pick-Apart Poetry is to select 25 words
from the pieces posted and create poetry of our own.
The words chosen may be used more than once
and tenses and forms may be changed.
So your poem may have many more than 25 words.
Please select your 25 words from the following pieces:
Approach of Winter
by William Carlos Williams
The half-stripped trees
struck by a wind together,
bending all,
the leaves flutter drily
and refuse to let go
or driven like hail
stream bitterly out to one side
and fall
where the salvias, hard carmine,—
like no leaf that ever was—
edge the bare garden.
PICTURE-BOOKS IN WINTER
by Robert Louis Stevenson
Summer fading, winter comes—
Frosty mornings, tingling thumbs
Window robins, winter rooks,
And the picture story-books.
Water now is turned to stone
Nurse and I can walk upon;
Still we find the flowing brooks
In the picture story-books.
All the pretty things put by,
Wait upon the children’s eye,
Sheep and shepherds, trees and crooks,
In the picture story-books.
We may see how all things are,
Seas and cities, near and far,
And the flying fairies’ looks,
In the picture story-books.
How am I to sing your praise,
Happy chimney-corner days,
Sitting safe in nursery nooks,
Reading picture story-books?
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850–1894).
A Child’s Garden of Verses and Underwoods. 1913.
While these are rather wintery pieces,
the poetry we bring back to share
isn’t limited to any specific theme.
We welcome any topic you choose.
Our goal is to simply have fun and be creative.
It’s always a joy to be here each month with you.
Looking forward to what we all create and share
~Barbara K and Cherie~
Welcome to this month’s Pick-Apart Poetry as we celebrate the coming of winter. Each one of the seasons are so very beautiful in their own way. Cherie and I always look forward to spending this time together with you each month and to what we bring back to share with one another. :love: :love: :love:
SEE THE READ
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Pretty things we may see trees and crooks
Flying fairies nursery nooks picture story seas and cities
And all while we are
Reading picture story books
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Written By: Bettie Davis ——————— © November 27 , 2o12
I am still trying to write mine…..wonder how you are doing Barb….. 🙂 🙂
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No bare trees, stone brooks,
no hail bitterly driven
still a pretty flowing garden
robins flutter near and far
happy children see
how things are…..
Cherie C2012
well…….nite has fallen……so heading to the pillow…..see everyone in the morning….. :love: :love: :love: :love: :love: :love:
The children safe and near(
Eyes all still, together happy
Reading the picture story-books
How fairies flutter and come flying sitten upon the chimney
(If story-books is one word add the after How
How the fairies flutter and come flying sitten upon the chimney
If two word read as is 🙄 giggle)
TOGETHER
Together we walk
to the flowing stream’s edge,
the days fading,
winter upon us now;
frosty winds
bending the trees,
leaves fluttering by.
And together we walk
to the flowing stream’s edge,
singing children’s songs
and praising the day.
(c) barbara kausteklis 11-27-12
As a preface of explanation, my wife is a career nurse, and we live where winter does generate snowfall sometimes two feet deep for at least some of the winter. We care for two of our grandsons, one eight years, his brother eighteen months, on weekdays during their mom’s working hours.
IN WINTER
Winter comes.
Nurse and I still find the flowing
in pretty things upon the childrens’ eye.
We see flying fairies’ looks,
and praise happy nursery nooks.
Words from Robert Louis Stevenson’s “Picture Books In Winter.”
Tonight has been such a lot of fun. I’m going to bid you good night and will be back in the morning. I hope you’ll come back and join us for some more creative fun. Sleep tight and rest well. Big Hugs. :love: :love: :love:
Greetings and Good Morning and Happy Wednesday as we continue throughout the day to celebrate the approaching of winter. Hard to believe that December is just a matter of days away. We look forward to what you bring to share with us today. It’s always a thrill to see what we can come up with with only 25 words as a base (but we’re not really counting them). Remember, though, that words can be used more than once and that tenses can be changed. And that the whole idea is to be creative. The total of words in what you create can well exceed 25. Looking forward to what you share. I’m working on another one right now. Big Hugs and Coffeetime Cheers! :love: :love: :love:
I so enjoy these challenges, and I am certain others feel the same way – thank you so much for keeping up this great site. And I mean everyone in the CPC Crew! I’ll try not to be such a stranger.
Winter Refusal
Winter water,
I can walk upon your stone.
No praise by the half-stripped tree
to bare and see,
eyeing the hard picture,
refusing winter.
(c) Tony Hansen
11-28-12
OF WINTER
Walking near
and flying afar
within the pictures
of children’s books,
I sing with the robins
on winter’s mornings,
leaves fluttering
and falling,
the days of summer
have faded
and flown by.
(c) barbara kausteklis 11-28-12
And thank you all for sharing your creativity and imagination and for making Pick-Apart so much fun each month. :love: :love: :love: