Seasons Word Play Poems

In the city of snow 
Dressed in precious white
He sits on the stool of glow
Covered in fiery light

Thunder and lightning
Fire meets sound
The sight is frightening
Rumblings...

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quaternion looks poetically (using any form)at a topic from 4 aspects -

in this example seasons 

WINTER
in
anger-
whips up the waves,
pounds the shingle
shore
SPRING
in
action-
brings to life
and feathers its
nest
SUMMER
so...

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it's teeth
some jaw around 
my head, biting
baiting an air beast
wintering wind
anaconda squeeze
of miserly monsters
that I'm dragging
as I walk and wings
whose tips stipple 
cheeks, reddening
through slow-mo
torture...

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I was a happy, fluent linguist, fruitfully helping revive endangered languages,
As colorful rainbows walk across the sky, in buttery hours, turned languorous.

I enjoyed doing practical...

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I write…
Because my heart feels, pounding
Away, breathless, filled with enthusiasm
For the moments that bring joy, hope, peace
The wonders of a light drowning in liquid sweetness
Syrup,...

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Spring- Hidden Poetry
©2019 Beverly Stock

Splendid, bright,
with the call 
of spring,
trees flush,
thy oak leaves,
while each year 
thou bequeath 
some pledge of 
greater majesty.

Created by choosing specific...

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There is a reason.
There's a reason why 
people come into your life.
Just like leaf on a tree,
which change, as the seasons pass by.

Some stay mere
yet...

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Lost
in the
soft mist of
a Setember
dawn

Rain
dropped leaves
spotted gold
molder in the
dew

A
final
hurrah in
our rosebed as
the
last
Autumn
colours are
lost in winter
snow
So
slowly
little flakes
become larger
flakes-
all
around
the silence
of an empty
house....

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FOUR SEASONS
May
breezes
in the trees
High summer
lightens
long
Fall
tints red
Autumn's stall
Asleep,winter
acts as
dead...

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fixity or flux
in the
 evasion of monotony
a linear turn
    to integrity
in phrasal inflections
scanning language
        ...

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ALMOST
I am thinking about growing up – the miracle of aging – appealing
The excitement that exists is chronologically revealing
Addition of a half makes next older...

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And so the first rain pours down late one Autumn afternoon
Waiting for it in vain, its arrival is also a confirmation of many cold months...

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haiku seasons
frozen in epigrams 
tripping from a pen

shadows lengthen
chestnuts roast-
winter bides

catkins murmur
easter eggs-
spring tides

bluebells chime
wasps picnic-
summer stays

flower presses
fruit preserves-
autumn frays...

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You might shout it on a golf course,
It’s the number of digits in my pin,
In Chinese it’s death but let us not show remorse
Because it’s...

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We are not what others say we are;
rather, we are what nature has made us
and nature is of the creation of God.

Enter into self and...

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