sky is stirring a broth
of thunderclaps
& cumulonimbus clouds
mellowing the street lights
with muddy shade
of autumn
ground is mulched
with dead
annuals & grooved twigs
too deep to smooth over
with yesterday's sun-
shine songs
instead we tally
each falling
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Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Quadrille, hosted by De Jackson. This is a 44 word post with the given word, GROOVE. Join us when the pub doors at 3pm EST.
Okay, sky as broth is just fantastic. And loving that fallen (and all the other fallings being tallied, too). Wonderful.
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful way to describe the fall, at the moment we are spared the mulch and still have a cool taste of summer.
ReplyDeleteWonderful Grace. That opening was spectacular
ReplyDeletesky is stirring a broth
of thunderclaps
& cumulonimbus clouds
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Wonderful Grace. That opening was spectacular
ReplyDeletesky is stirring a broth
of thunderclaps
& cumulonimbus clouds
❤️🌺☺️
Wonderful Grace. That opening was spectacular
ReplyDeletesky is stirring a broth
of thunderclaps
& cumulonimbus clouds
❤️🌺☺️
Yes! That's exactly what the sky has been doing. Summer ending on an angry note.
ReplyDeleteLovely word pictures! Well done.
ReplyDeleteWow!!! What a sky.
ReplyDeleteHappy Monday
Much💛love
loved the muddying of the street lights. got stevie wonder on the head phones as i read this great combo
ReplyDeleteYou painted such a vivid picture here - love the first stanza with the broth of thunderclaps.
ReplyDeleteWonderful imagery, Grace. Just so.
ReplyDeleteI love where your mind takes us, Grace. "...broth of thunderclaps" is beautifully descriptive of your autumn day.
ReplyDeleteThe simmering broth of a new season. I love the tally marked leaves. Magnificent.
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ReplyDeletelove how you put that grooved stick in the mix
Leaves, tallied, still leave. Groovy piece!
ReplyDeleteA great poem Grace! Seems we tally the days for each season as they roll around. I liked the muddy shade of autumn and the sunshine's song.
ReplyDeleteFascinating, Grace. This piece is so vivid that when reading, I missed the use of the word, "Groove." I love how entranced I feel when reading your poems, it really is quite an experience especially with how you paint the imagery. Great use of prosody and rhythm. <3 It's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI love the images you create here--the sky as broth.
ReplyDeleteThis flows so beautifully--a lovely gem of a poem!
Splendid opening line and the tallying of falling leaves was beautiful.
ReplyDeleteA sad and happy poem to me. Enjoyed reading.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely evocative and moody - so atmospheric - you've captured the essence of the transitional between late summer and early fall, when the sun is such a weird shade of yellow and the skies get all brooding - great imagery - I fell head over heels for the 3rd stanza!
ReplyDeletestunning imagery. stunning words.
ReplyDeleteThat is a great opening line, I can see the sky stirring with change.
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ReplyDeleteOur skies .. our clouds .. our sun is being 'mellowed' with the muddy filter / shade of forest fire smoke now .... our fervent hope it leaves on the tail of autumn winds. A lovely Quadrille, Grace
I adore that first stanza...the idea of stirring up a broth...Such a unique image! Such a different way to picture the sky.
ReplyDeleteground is mulched
ReplyDeletewith dead
annuals & grooved twigs
too deep to smooth over
Wonderful picture of impending Autumn coming our way, Grace! Perhaps asking us to be ready for it!
Hank
ReplyDeleteI love this little detail, Grace!
Yours,
David [ben Alexander]