Andrea Dietrich Poet Nonet

Adieu

This year is winding down to its end.
Christmas is but two weeks away.
How quickly do the seasons
come and go . . . come and go -
flowing through our world
like flurries of
winter’s new-
fallen
snow.
But 
like snow,
which always
unfailingly
melts away, so too
do our memories fade
as seasons become decades
melting into the centuries.
This year soon shall pass; bid it Adieu.

For the Double Nonet Contest of William Kekaula
Syllables checked by HMS

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John Watt December 10, 2022 at 10:17 PM I really like this double nonet of yours about the ending of the year and memories fading away, using the image of snow melting away. Reading poems like this make me a little sad that we never get snow for Christmas here.

Jack Horne January 2, 2021 at 7:19 AM love this thoughtful write, my friend

Michael Tor December 26, 2020 at 11:09 PM How time flies, like a vapor as the bible describes.

Sara Kendrick December 22, 2020 at 5:09 AM Yes, for most people our memories do fade and I think it is worse with women than men sad to say. Congrats on your winner. Sara

William Kelii Kekaula December 21, 2020 at 7:00 PM Thank you for sharing a wondrous part of yourself, Andrea, my compliments on your honorable placement, Aloha! William

Gershon Wolf December 19, 2020 at 8:07 PM I find this strikingly haunting -- and to think that you penned it in nonet form. Hats off to your creativity and ingenuity, Andrea! Peace on Earth, Gershon

Mark Koplin December 15, 2020 at 8:01 AM Well put, amen sister!

Jennifer Proxenos December 15, 2020 at 7:04 AM The day, months years and decades run into centuries which we read about and perhaps your grandchildren will read about COVID in their History (I was going to say books, how silly), computers, new cyber tech teaching object or robots, or whatever, we will all be long gone, sad to think what we do in a lifetime, dies in the miss of a single heartbeat. H&B in my last poem meant Hugs and Blessings, run out of characters remaining. Jennifer.

Janice Canerdy December 15, 2020 at 6:42 AM Well-done, Andrea--thoughtful, descriptive, smoothly flowing message about time. Janice

Kim Rodrigues December 15, 2020 at 3:50 AM We usually look forward to the foray of Christmas but to all of us we look to 2021 hoping the year will bring back our cheer. Still it’s Christmas and we must look to our great hope. This was a beautiful nonet!

Andrew John December 15, 2020 at 3:12 AM Congratulations on this. I see it just before Xmas, too!

John Watt December 14, 2020 at 11:43 PM I will happily join you in bidding this year adieu. Love what you write about the passage of seasons and time. ~ John

Regina Mcintosh December 14, 2020 at 6:28 PM Wonderfully done. I love it. Yes, the memories fade into new ones, some better and some worse, but always we keep M O V I N G forward into the New Years... God bless you sweet lady

Joseph May December 14, 2020 at 12:03 PM Most will be glad to bid 2020 adieu, hopefully next year will much better, Wonderful Nonet Andrea.. Andrea Dietrich December 14, 2020 at 1:17 PM sorry but I highly doubt it (if my sources about the vaccine dangers are correct)

Quoth Theraven December 14, 2020 at 7:49 AM Andrea, The word Adieu always embodied a parting of something that was good. Nonet's were always a favorite of mine for those with 'the chops'. Will the New Year bring us closer to another truth..? Answer always will be yes..though we may not like it for the learning. Best Wishes for the season Andrea. -Richard Andrea Dietrich December 14, 2020 at 1:18 PM I'll leave it as is, so it can be taken as sarcasm. haha. Andrea Dietrich December 14, 2020 at 10:12 AM hmm, maybe I should call it Farewell?? or simply goodbye?

John Lawless December 14, 2020 at 7:24 AM ...put it in a taxi, send it to the airport, one way ticket, no return address, if found please do not return....but i digress..very interesting write Andrea

Vijay Pandit December 14, 2020 at 5:54 AM I share your message Andrea, in this articulate poem so well executed.

Victor Buhagiar December 14, 2020 at 2:40 AM Some memories always stick. Let's hope for a better year. ~~

Alexis Y. December 14, 2020 at 12:46 AM Hi Andrea, This is a good entry for the contest. As this year passes I hope the upcoming year will be much better. Best wishes in the contest. Have a great day:-) Alexis