August

A month of waning summer days Umpire calls and balls on Willow. Grey clouds menacing do billow, Until the rain on pavement plays. Sun catches drops; a rainbow makes. Thunder, light; slowly, Autumn wakes.

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Kim Merryman

Date: 8/28/2023 7:47:00 PM

A nicely rhymed acrostic, Terry! Congrats on your win! Blessings, Kim M

Terry Miller
Date: 9/1/2023 3:48:00 AM

Thank you Kim

Susan Ashley

Date: 8/27/2023 9:55:00 AM

Dear Terry, congratulations for your wonderful placement in Andrea's contest with your expressive August poem. Vibrant late summer imagery! Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

Terry Miller
Date: 8/28/2023 3:27:00 AM

thank you Susan

Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 8/26/2023 11:38:00 AM

Great images of August Terry. We could use some of your rain LOL. Congratulations! :)

Terry Miller
Date: 8/28/2023 3:28:00 AM

Thank you Linda

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/26/2023 11:01:00 AM

Terry, you did a great job with this as far as rhyming and imagery go. Thanks for entering my contest and congratulations

Terry Miller
Date: 8/28/2023 3:28:00 AM

Thank you Andrea for the comments, placement and for running the contest.