Silent house;
beyond the windows
half-crisp frosts
tawney trees and birdsong.
September without
clamours to assuage
empty silence.
Author notes
I used 'without' in the Shakesperean sense of being outside everything.
A contest entry
- #97 20 words; 20 entries; Winklings only, by Lavender Butterfly. by Winklings.
1500 points, ended July 23, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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omg. this poem is very cute.
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18 words. You understand that I had to say this, poet. If I had not, the other contestants would breathe down my neck!
I enjoyed this poem very much. It is fluent and mature. Please keep it for another day! Thank you for being a part of the anthology of this contest.
Lyndon of the Winklings.
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Slightly under the word count requirement. Unhyphenated makes it 19 words only and you needed 20.
Lovely images presented in this one. ~Pamela
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Saw your face on a comment of mine and came by to say hello! So maybe your home has a quietude
Yet not the mind...
Tommorrow is my 32 wedding anniversary. I am somber thinking of your 32 years...
Hoping your day is bright in Brighton and your little tree grows mightily!
all the best. -
I could live my life in September The rich and varied climate save for the bitter bite if winter Beautifully written
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Beautiful.
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A fgine poem, with great sharpness of imagry in a few words.
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Hi Mum. A lovely write. Good imagery, flow and tone. Lovely depth of feeling. Good descriptives, word choice, nice alliteration and assonance. You paint a vivid picture with your words. Best wishes in the contest.
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