The changing seasons in
northern climes have a tendency to turn elated attitudes to unhinged spirits,
if we let them.
Over and out
(A musette to offset)
Skies fade.
Symbolic blues
Cascade,
Lifting
Melancholy
Drifting.
At last,
Noble rescue
Is cast.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson
This poem was posted
in response to these prompts:
31
Days of Poetry and Writing: Write about a secret you think everybody knows,
but no one says. (15)
31
Writing Prompts: Write a poem about autumn. (15)
ABC
Wednesday: “O”
OctPoWriMo:
“blue” – with “melancholy,” “northern,” “blues,” “noble,” and “elated” –
MUSETTE POEM (15)
One-Liner Wednesday:
See subtitle.
Three
Word Wednesday: “symbolic,” “tendency,” and “unhinged”
#OctPoWriMo
Image/s:
Autumn Sky
By YunJeong
Pixabay – public domain
31 Days logo – created by this user,
including public domain artwork.
beautifully put
ReplyDeletewonderful! Love this!
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful ABC-day / – week
♫ M e l ☺ d y ♫ (abc-w-team)
http://melodymusic.nl/19-o/
Cool poem. Autumn is usually the best time for me.
ReplyDeleteGreat post all 'round. Found you on the #ThreeWordWednesday linky. Combining prompts is so cool. Good fun!
ReplyDeleteThe blue skies indeed do fade in these shortening days of October.
ReplyDeletehow clever to hit so many memes with your work!
ReplyDeleteROG, ABCW