warm colors
wrapped in autumns chill
leaves flutter
then drizzle
under this mid morning sun
a shimmering quilt
Pat
10/17/22
The Shadorma consists of a six-line stanza (or sestet). Each stanza is written as 3-5-3-3-7-5 for a total of 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. When writing a Shadorma, I would concentrate on a specific subject. Shadorma need a title.
autumn gusts
swirling cloud of colors
tucked in autumns chill
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autumn gusts
the earth takes a turn
a time of renewal
……………………………………..
swirling cloud of colors
alive in the autumn sun –
the rustle tells the tale
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tucked in autumns chill
a gaggle of geese takes flight
squirrels run here, then there
Pat
10/12/2022
For Tanka Tuesday over at Colleens @ Wordcraft Poetry. Challenge this week is a Specific Form Troiku. The Troiku is a form created by Chèvrefeuille at
https://carpediemtroikuworld.blogspot.com/2015/10/welcome.html.
Kerfe Roig selected a syllabic form for this weeks prompt at Word Craft..to read more about it go here
A good Sunday morning to all!!
It is early morning and the splash of color in the sky – a gift of sunrise. This second august day is cooler, more breathable than in previous days. It seems that autumn has stuck it’s big toe in.
I know it’s still a bit early for this but images of autumn leaves surfing crisp cool air fill my head. As I pass an especially woodsy area of this park, there is a steady breeze.
This is enough for a pause with outstretched arms, head tilted back and eyes closed, regardless of who is watching.
cool, breezy morning
hosts lively russle of leaves –
hints of autumn
Pat
8/02/21
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autumn leaves
taken by the wind –
last hurrah
Pat R
11/13/20
Most people I know have been wondering, “what is up with her and all that walking?”
It started this past May when I decided to start walking off my growing quarantined butt, and it seems to be sticking.
But what they don’t know is.. it’s the little gifts I am party to along the way…
falling leaves
pelted by raindrops –
game of tag
Pat R
11/11/20
As I was walking in the park this morning I heard this sound. I couldn’t figure out what it was, so I stopped, looked and listened…
rustling trickle
of falling autumn leaves –
earth songs
Pat R
11/11/20
autumn leaves
frolick here and there
free at last
Pat R
10/15/17
autumn hues –
splash of color
chasing the blues
Pat R
10/17/17
waves of yellow leaves
scurry across asphalt
steady breeze at their backs
autumn has come
Pat R
9/28/17
thoughts and entanglements 
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