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DECIDUOUS

DECIDUOUS My leaves are memories of an earlier time As in the scheme of things, I’ll heed the call And when the season comes, I let them fall But nature offers just that kind of rhyme To keep them are as steps I cannot climb And winter in my mind, it builds a wall My thoughts may fade with farewells to them all Each functional and handsome in their prime I’m sad when I accept they have to go To lie there still, or flutter in the breeze Such recollections really cannot last Yet golden as they were, it’s time, I know I sense that I am resonant with trees My mind now bare of everything that’s passed

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Date: 9/25/2024 10:34:00 AM
Howard, congratulations on your win. I love the perspective of the poem spoken by the tree and the last two lines are a perfect summation to you sonnet taking us into your mind. Blessings to you!
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Date: 9/16/2024 9:46:00 PM
Howard, congratulations on your sonnet here on the deciduous nature of events, people perhaps, even memories throughout life. A wholly reasonable sestet comparing again ourselves to trees and the acceptance of the inevitable death which comes to all. I give it a ten for the simple message well-said.
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Date: 9/16/2024 1:20:00 AM
Wonderful sonnet, congratulations
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Date: 9/15/2024 9:32:00 PM
Dear Howard, you poetic expression is beautiful and eloquent. I enjoyed the deep, rich emotion conveyed in your poem. Lovely rhythm and rhymes so poignantly framed. Congratulations for your success in Craig’s contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
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Date: 8/15/2024 5:34:00 AM
Wonderful analogy to nature, Howard. I really enjoyed your metaphor how well it flowed. SuZ
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