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Mar 29, 2020
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Seasonal changes
We all look at seasons
as they come to go
in my place
it is always
Autumn's grace
All wait for lovely leaves fall
colorful fragrance the et al
of autumn's fall
all love it
come and see
my backyard's full of leaves
melee
in the play field
lovely belle
About This Poem
Style/Type: Free verse
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Geezer
5 years 3 months ago
I imagine...
that your country has a very short summer season compared to ours. I like the sing song quality of this and the bit of rhyme thrown in. Of course, what may be a short summer for us/me may be as long to you as to us. I like the line: " colorful fragrance is the et all." Makes me think of the crisp smell of late roses and the color of the leaves at the same time.
~ Geezer.
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lovedly
5 years 3 months ago
reviewed u will like it morely Gee
Seasonal changes
We all look at seasons
as they come to go
in my place
it is always
Autumn's grace
All wait for lovely leaves fall
colorful fragrance the et al
of autumn's fall
all love it
come and see
my backyard's full of leaves
melee
in the play field
lovely belle
Eumolpus
5 years 3 months ago
some thoughts.
a nice composition, (not entirely in time here in April O cruelest month), but many poeple are fall lovers. Here's some liberties I took with your poem. I cut the second stanza. the rest is just grammar and syntax changes. I would consider changing the title...don't make the poem about poetry, it's not. But it is a poem.
We all look at seasons
as they come to go
in my place
it is always
Autumn's grace
All wait for lovely leaves fall
colorful fragrance the et al
of autumn's fall
all love it
come and see
my backyard's full of leaves
melee
in the play field
lovely belle
lovedly
5 years 3 months ago
Thank you
EUMOL
DONE IT
A POEM LET IT BE OR
SEASONAL CHANGE