At dVerse Lillian is hosting Poetics with an invitation to choose two or more provided song titles to use in a poem.
dVerse Poets – Poetics – Come Sing With Me
I have chosen two titles:
A Long December (Counting Crows)
Let It Go (Idina Menzel)
Photo: Ocean Beach near Denmark, Western Australia.
“Summer passes and one remembers one’s exuberance.” Yoko Ono
The Long Dry There's no steeling oneself for a long December, the time when the long dry commences and only a brave cloud would dare to mar the sky, while gum leaves are leathered and turned to the cicada chorale coursing the thermals, with faint stirrings of Matilda dancing, infused with a waft of sea and a splash of sun which crusts the earth and fills me along with a tease of rosemary, lavender, or jasmine, there's no need to steel oneself, no time for winter's sorrow, only time to let it go for summer's halcyon days. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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I love the sensory imagery in this one.
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The smells are potent and the eyes are always engaged, the eucalypts especially capture my attention.
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Interesting to read how different your Winters are. Well described.
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Well Summer 🙂 but yes, it amazes me that the revolution and tilt of this planet is part of the north south season divide. Thank you very much VJ
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My pleasure, Paul.
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Your poem exudes Australia! Love the imagery….most especially I like these words: “while gum leaves are leathered and turned” I can just see them. I like the optimism in the last three lines!
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I really appreciate that you liked those lines, and I love the word exude, many thanks Lillian.
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Great quote by Yoko. I’m there with the brave clouds and Cicada chorus!
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Thank you so much Margaret.
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“cicada chorale coursing the thermals,” I can almost hear it!
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I heard that Matilda is one heck of a dancer.
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She loves to waltz, but she’s anyone’s
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So appealing to the senses and the flow is lovely.
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Many thanks Mish
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Heck yes, Paul. Sounds very inviting.
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Nothing like it, and always desiring it even though our winters are so mild.
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This is absolutely breathtaking, Paul! 😀 I especially love; “only a brave cloud would dare to mar the sky, while gum leaves are leathered.” Yes! ❤❤
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many thanks indeed Sanaa 🙂
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So very different December… but maybe I read that too warm is not good either.
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When it gets to 35 it’s warm enough, but 35 – 48C is beyond my level of pleasant for sure.
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Matilda dancing sounds like she would brighten up any winter….
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Absolutely 🙂
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This flows beautifully, Paul, and I love the scents you used to make it so vivid.
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Thank you Sara for sharing this, so glad you liked the descriptions. I find spring here so powerful in its sensory affect.
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Beautiful poem – ahh those beautiful summer days
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Yes, the best, and especially out in the bush 🙂
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