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September 17, 2023

Landscape Laced With Snow

Summer wearily sighed then softly closed her door. For three months she lingered, and now she'd slumber while Fall lays a carpet of leaves upon the forest floor. Her swirling wind gathers them in abundant number, bronze, russet and crimson, all fringed in burnt umber. In a cloudless sky, the cry of migrating birds is heard, flying to a warmer climate as Autumn begins to unfold. When Nature births a new season, changes are spurred. A saffron sun warms the Earth with fingers of gold, and a harvest moon ascends; glorious sights to behold. Autumn days are emblazoned with dazzling coloration, painting vibrant scenes like no other season can bestow. I welcome her annual arrival with joyous acclamation, knowing the nights will be filled with starlight aglow before Winter laces the landscape with crystals of snow.
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September 21, 2023 at 5:57 PM
Lin, Your exceptional piece on a complex subject was truly enlightening. The vivid imagery, skillful employment of metaphors, and compelling arguments showcased in your writing are truly magnificent. Congratulations on your well-deserved win.
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September 22, 2023 at 1:25 AM
Many grateful thanks to you for placing my poem on your winning list and for your kind compliments, Lasaad.
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September 17, 2023 at 9:39 AM
It's all very insightful. You are a master poet!! There are all kinds of changes afoot that mark the seasonal change. In the Northeast US, I notice that the vertical clouds we usually see in the summer have given way in a sudden fashion to flat ones. To me, that has always marked the summer to fall transition along with the shortening of days and lower humidity.
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September 17, 2023 at 9:47 AM
aww Duke. How interesting that you notice the change in the shapes of clouds has a bearing on the transition of the seasons. I've never lived in the Northeast. Perhaps that's why I've never noticed your detection. Thanks so much for your comments, today.
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September 17, 2023 at 6:58 AM
You carried the seasons changes with great rhymes, my friend.
Lane Avatar
September 17, 2023 at 9:45 AM
I'm always happy to read your comments, Mark. You've not been here often enough lately.
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