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Image result for pictures of trees down from the storm Tuesday January 9 2024 in Atlanta

Winter

Winter
Grips the deep south
Wind twist oak's only leaf
Tickles the windchimes, bumps the porch
Soon leaves      

So we are desiring right now

weathercinquain

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Anne-Lise Andresen

January 12, 2024 at 6:52 AM

- Winter is hard in many ways, Sara - Great written :) - hugs

Sara Kendrick

January 12, 2024 at 11:47 AM

Thank you, Anne-Lise. I appreciate the visit. Sara K

Andrea Dietrich

January 11, 2024 at 1:10 PM

very nice, Sara. Is it bad there? my sister in Nebraska had snow days to stay home from work recently.

Sara Kendrick

January 11, 2024 at 1:20 PM

It was worse in the Atlanta area and below us there was a tornado that touched down. We had wind and rain but nothing too serious. A lot of water. It is supposed to come in again tomorrow sometime. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Sotto Poet

January 11, 2024 at 11:34 AM

This writing exhibits an exquisite mastery of language, with a profound and captivating poem, Sara. The imagery of the wind gracefully intertwining with the oak tree evokes a profound sense of depth and meaning.

Sara Kendrick

January 11, 2024 at 11:52 AM

Lasaad, yes, it was about to strip away the oak's pride but it survived one more time. Thanks for the nice review. Sara K

Paula Goldsmith

January 11, 2024 at 10:52 AM

I enjoyed reading your wonderful "Winter" write/picture. Storms come/go fast. Hope you are OK... Have Blessed day writing away.......................

Sara Kendrick

January 11, 2024 at 11:51 AM

Thank you, Paula. Don't get to write much except when I can get a few minutes alone. Thanks for the visit. Sara K

Ink Empress

January 11, 2024 at 4:18 AM

Ah its been a while since iv last written a cinquain, yours make me want to try again. So beautiful and so descriptive even in few syllables youve delivered a profound and artistic write. I love how you’ve mentioned windchimes, something about them always is fascinating for me! Sending you light always. Hope weather is fine today

Sara Kendrick

January 11, 2024 at 4:58 AM

IE, I like to hear the windchimes during a storm. It seems to add a touch of normalcy to a windstorm. Thanks for the visit and the nice review of my lines. Well, I think it is going to be a nice, cold winter day, a respite before the coming storm. Thanks for the kind review of my work. Sara K

Howard Kerr

January 11, 2024 at 3:57 AM

Sara, Yours is an in depth exquisite depiction in five lines. A Cinquain that captures winter’s dark beauty with a hint of wry humour as a bonus. I’m referring to the fourth line. Superb. I’m grateful for your kind comment on my work Howard

Sara Kendrick

January 11, 2024 at 4:56 AM

Why, thank you, Howard. You get it don't you. Thanks for dropping by. Sara K

Silent One

January 10, 2024 at 9:48 AM

You covered it all here nicely done Sara..

Sara Kendrick

January 10, 2024 at 1:16 PM

Thank you, SO. I did write it. LOL..Sara K

Hiya Sharma

January 10, 2024 at 8:33 AM

Oh, a delicate and captivating poem, dear Sara.. That imagery of wind twisting oak's only leaf conveys so much depth.. It represents melancholy and heartache covering the atmosphere, whilst striking oak's only leaf of strength.. As oak symbolises resilience and power, you've so beautifully described in an evocative way, how that leaf fights for survival.. A very deep and intriguing poem, dear poetess, absolutely loved reading this.. Sending light and best wishes ~ :)

Sara Kendrick

January 10, 2024 at 1:16 PM

Yes, Hiya. The oaks have just a few leaves that tenaciously hang on until spring buds push them off. Thanks for the interesting review of my work. Sara K