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Thursday, September 20, 2018

#Poetry Friday - Rolling Up Summer

            Erin Mauger at The Water's Edge hosts our poetry Friday this day before we welcome autumn. And it's time also to welcome Erin for her first hosting. Thanks for joining in, Erin.
One early walk convinces me that fall has arrived. Yes, I know, it's not really till tomorrow.  Here's one cherita story.



 Today we roll up summer.

 Nature chooses a new palette 
and a willow weeps its yellow coins.

 Drifting leaves fill up the spruce branches,
decorating that needs no human hand.
And all pods break­– an early prep for spring.

Linda Baie © All Rights Reserved


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28 comments:

  1. Diane MayrSeptember 20, 2018 at 8:00 PM

    Nice cherita, Linda!

    And all pods break­– an early prep for spring

    Even nature plans ahead!

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    1. Linda BSeptember 20, 2018 at 8:07 PM

      Thanks, Diane. I hadn't planned to write this earlier, but then I took the milkweed picture.

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  2. Michelle KoganSeptember 20, 2018 at 10:05 PM

    Lovely, "decorating that needs no human hand." Only Mother Nature's hand–how inspirational your poem and Mother Nature. I recognized those pods right away, sigh–ah well till next spring thanks Linda!

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    1. Linda BSeptember 20, 2018 at 10:09 PM

      And when those green shoots rise up, we'll all be ready for SPRING! Thanks, Michelle.

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  3. Linda MitchellSeptember 21, 2018 at 7:06 AM

    oooooh....loving those yellow coins

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  4. TabathaSeptember 21, 2018 at 7:29 AM

    I like those yellow coins, too.
    They are certainly thinking waaay ahead to be prepping for spring!

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    1. Linda BSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:56 AM

      Indeed, Mother Nature seems to plan ahead! Thanks, Tabatha.

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  5. JoneSeptember 21, 2018 at 7:49 AM


    I hope this isn’t a duplicate. When I saw the photo of the milkweed photo, I wondered if there would be a poem. Nice job.


    When I saw the milkweed pod I wondered if there would be an accompanying poem. Well done.

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    1. Linda BSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:56 AM

      A bit of a duplicate, & that's okay. Thanks, Jone.

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  6. Michelle SchaubSeptember 21, 2018 at 8:31 AM

    I don't know about you, Linda, but I'm ready for fall. Chicago's summer heat has me beat. Your beautiful poem makes me crave Autumn even more.

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    1. Linda BSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:57 AM

      Yes, I'm ready, Michelle. It's cooler here today & feels wonderful. Thanks!

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  7. Erin MaugerSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:48 AM

    Thanks for the welcome and for stopping by the blog today. Digging the imagery in your poem. I miss autumn, there's a short season in Australia but it's not quite the same.

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    1. Linda BSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:58 AM

      You're welcome, Erin & I'm glad to see you on Poetry Friday. I imagine you'll be seeing a few autumn images in these next weeks to enjoy. Thanks again for hosting!

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  8. jamaSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:55 AM

    Lovely poem, Linda -- beautiful images. And the "pods break" provides a nice continuity of seasons. I'm ready for Fall!

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    1. Linda BSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:58 AM

      Thanks, Jama, I'm ready, too! The beauty that emerges gives me smiles every day.

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  9. Michelle Heidenrich BarnesSeptember 21, 2018 at 11:56 AM

    Beautiful cherita, Linda! I find it heartening when others write about the arrival of fall — I'm so ready to roll up summer! — it's good to know autumn's on the way.

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  10. Matt Forrest EsenwineSeptember 21, 2018 at 6:16 PM

    There's something very profound in that "all pods break." Alas, they do...

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    1. Linda BSeptember 21, 2018 at 9:04 PM

      Thanks, Matt. When I saw them ready for flight, I thought of the plants they would make in spring. There are so many others flying around lately.

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  11. Sally MurphySeptember 22, 2018 at 1:43 AM

    Beautiful, Linda. I love 'willow weeps its yellow coins'. And the reminder of the cleverness of nature, already planning for Spring!

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    1. Linda BSeptember 22, 2018 at 7:33 AM

      Thanks, Sally. It feels like a miracle to me about that planning.

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  12. jan godown anninoSeptember 22, 2018 at 8:21 AM

    Memorable imagery here in this perfect poem, Linda.
    I especially am excited about "Today we roll up summer."
    Brava!

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  13. Margaret SimonSeptember 22, 2018 at 2:35 PM

    Love this cherita. Especially this line, "decorating that needs no human hand." I love finding these natural beauties.

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  14. KaySeptember 25, 2018 at 6:07 PM

    I love that ending--fall as preparation for spring.

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    1. Linda BSeptember 25, 2018 at 7:34 PM

      Thanks, Kay, that endless circle feels like a miracle.

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