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Seasonal Snippets


Spring

cloudburst

meeting a cloudburst
between trails’ ends:
drenched! end


flower burst

meeting a flower burst
between trails' paths,
pollen-ized! end




Summer

squishing

summer feet
squishing green morning
grass. end


alit

a light alit my life
a beam, a bright beacon beckoned,
a shining, shimmering star,
a sun, shower, streaming. end




Fall

old bones

A pile of dead trees;
Decaying, white and brittle
like a pile of old bones. end


old shade

A pile of dead leaves;
Decaying, crisp, dried
a mocking pile of summer's shade. end




Winter

freezing

December, freezing
the gray trail of a tall,
billowing, smokestack. end

icing

trees, leaves, branches,
covered, frosted,
a white layer of icing. end



© 2013 ajwrites57

A Long

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  1. Jasveena R PrabhagaranApril 13, 2013 at 1:25 AM

    Short and sweet A. Long! Sounds like a haiku? :)

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  2. ajwrites57April 13, 2013 at 1:36 AM

    Thanks for the comment Jasveena!

    They are about nature--yes but not its not really the form.

    Haiku is:
    5 syllables
    7 syllables
    5 syllables

    Maybe I'll re-write them as haiku sometime. Good idea! Thanks again!

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    1. Jasveena R PrabhagaranApril 13, 2013 at 3:00 AM

      Hi A Long,
      Ahh! I see! May be you can try it out! Best of luck!

      :D

      Jas

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  3. UnknownApril 13, 2013 at 4:04 AM

    I enjoyed this snippetry. Nice imagery and choice of words.

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    1. ajwrites57April 13, 2013 at 6:06 AM

      Jose, thanks for your comments. I'm glad you enjoyed them. Most I had written long ago and when I rediscovered them recently, I enjoyed them myself. I wrote a few more to round out the number. Thanks again for stopping by!

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