Line Gauthier Poet Free verse

Sun Aficionados

Summer’s over
fall gone past
the sun’s officially retired

gloom and doom
greyfulness
dreary days
the world is in decay

slowing down
finding time
for introspection

almost anxious
for a sprinkling
of the white stuff

till what joy again
when the sun
decides to bless us
with its gilded glow



AP: Honorable Mention 2022

Submitted on February 2, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (FEB 2) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

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Constance La France February 5, 2021 at 3:53 PM Line, congratulations on your win in Brian's All Yours contest with this excellent poem, well done _Constance Line Gauthier February 5, 2021 at 7:09 PM Thank you so much, Constance ~

Timothy Mcguire November 7, 2019 at 12:42 AM some guy in southern Argentina has been freezing his butt off for the last 6 months and is welcoming the sun. sorry, we must share :) Line Gauthier November 7, 2019 at 12:59 AM LOL why can't we have two suns? Just a suggestion.

Carolyn Devonshire November 6, 2019 at 2:45 PM :) The sun must be moonlighting because it's still warm here, Line. You captured the enthusiasm I have to see snow again. Truly, the change of seasons always brings something good our way. Best wishes, carolyn Line Gauthier November 6, 2019 at 4:09 PM Ah!! So that's where the sun is hanging out. No wonder we haven't seen it. Enjoy, Carolyn. When you're done, send it back our way.

Jack Horne November 6, 2019 at 2:26 PM thoughtful & thoughtprovoling Line Gauthier November 6, 2019 at 4:09 PM Thanks, Jack. Much appreciated.

Kim Rodrigues November 6, 2019 at 7:50 AM Slowing down...finding time for introspection- very nicely said, Line! Line Gauthier November 6, 2019 at 7:51 AM Thanks, Kim. Much appreciated.

Regina Mcintosh November 6, 2019 at 4:47 AM Not me... I don't want snow. It's beautiful but I hate driving in it. Bless you dear Line... Wonderful poem, Gina Line Gauthier November 6, 2019 at 7:51 AM I hear you, Gina.

Caren Krutsinger November 6, 2019 at 2:00 AM "almost anxious for a sprinkling of the white stuff" - so true! Line Gauthier November 6, 2019 at 2:24 AM Slightly true. LOL