{"id":98492,"date":"2012-10-23T20:00:23","date_gmt":"2012-10-24T00:00:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/98492\/cpc-pick-apart-poetry-celebrates-autumn\/"},"modified":"2012-10-23T20:00:23","modified_gmt":"2012-10-24T00:00:23","slug":"cpc-pick-apart-poetry-celebrates-autumn","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendburst.com\/blog-new\/98492\/cpc-pick-apart-poetry-celebrates-autumn\/","title":{"rendered":"CPC “Pick-Apart Poetry” Celebrates Autumn"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Welcome to the October 2012 Edition of Pick-Apart Poetry <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

as we celebrate Autumn in a short poetry way.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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September and October seem to have been rushing by and it’s hard to believe that Halloween is already next week and the elections just a couple of weeks away. <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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Then on to November and December Holidays and the New Year. <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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This month we bring a couple of autumn classics to share <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

and hope that you will come back and share your creativity with all of us.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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It is always such a lot of fun to see what each of us can create with only 25 words as a base, keeping in mind that our poems can certainly be more than 25 words in total length. <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n


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Please select your 25 words from the following pieces. <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n


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Harvest Landscape by Van Gogh (June 1888)<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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THE AUTUMN<\/font><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Go, sit upon the lofty hill,
\nAnd turn your eyes around,
\nWhere waving woods and waters wild
\nDo hymn an autumn sound.
\nThe summer sun is faint on them \u2014
\nThe summer flowers depart \u2014
\nSit still \u2014 as all transform\u2019d to stone,
\nExcept your musing heart.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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How there you sat in summer-time,
\nMay yet be in your mind;
\nAnd how you heard the green woods sing
\nBeneath the freshening wind.
\nThough the same wind now blows around,
\nYou would its blast recall;
\nFor every breath that stirs the trees,
\nDoth cause a leaf to fall.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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Oh! like that wind, is all the mirth
\nThat flesh and dust impart:
\nWe cannot bear its visitings,
\nWhen change is on the heart.
\nGay words and jests may make us smile,
\nWhen Sorrow is asleep;
\nBut other things must make us smile,
\nWhen Sorrow bids us weep!<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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The dearest hands that clasp our hands, \u2014
\nTheir presence may be o\u2019er;
\nThe dearest voice that meets our ear,
\nThat tone may come no more!
\nYouth fades; and then, the joys of youth,
\nWhich once refresh\u2019d our mind,
\nShall come \u2014 as, on those sighing woods,
\nThe chilling autumn wind.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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Hear not the wind \u2014 view not the woods;
\nLook out o\u2019er vale and hill \u2014
\nIn spring, the sky encircled them \u2014
\nThe sky is round them still.
\nCome autumn\u2019s scathe \u2014 come winter\u2019s cold \u2014
\nCome change \u2014 and human fate!
\nWhatever prospect Heaven doth bound,
\nCan ne\u2019er be desolate.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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~ Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1833) ~<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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“Autumn at Argenteuil” by Monet<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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THE WILD SWANS AT COOLE<\/font><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

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The trees are in their autumn beauty,
\nThe woodland paths are dry,
\nUnder the October twilight the water
\nMirrors a still sky;
\nUpon the brimming water among the stones
\nAre nine-and-fifty swans.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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The nineteenth autumn has come upon me
\nSince I first made my count;
\nI saw, before I had well finished,
\nAll suddenly mount
\nAnd scatter wheeling in great broken rings
\nUpon their clamorous wings.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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I have looked upon those brilliant creatures,
\nAnd now my heart is sore.
\nAll\u2019s changed since I, hearing at twilight,
\nThe first time on this shore,
\nThe bell-beat of their wings above my head,
\nTrod with a lighter tread.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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Unwearied still, lover by lover,
\nThey paddle in the cold
\nCompanionable streams or climb the air;
\nTheir hearts have not grown old;
\nPassion or conquest, wander where they will,
\nAttend upon them still.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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But now they drift on the still water,
\nMysterious, beautiful;
\nAmong what rushes will they build,
\nBy what lake\u2019s edge or pool
\nDelight men\u2019s eyes when I awake some day
\nTo find they have flown away?<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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~ William Butler Yeats (1919) ~<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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While our theme today is Autumn, the poetry we bring back to share is not limited to autumn but can reflect any topic at all. And the words chosen may be used more than once and tenses and forms may be changed. <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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Our goal is to simply have fun and be creative. <\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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Looking forward to what we all create.<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n

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~ Barb and Cherie ~<\/font><\/em><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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