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ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

0 posted 2011-08-31 08:16 PM

Quicksilver Air

As is the warbling gait of August usually
With those sour dough winds on quicksilver air
The time has come to catch a cricket match
In morning cool, Autumn twirls my hair

Reminds me of the smell of sunshine
Strung across the yard like notes of a song
The time has come to catch a cricket match
In morning cool, and pipe curls long

Distinguished are the fowl and fawn
Beaten feathers dusted fair
As is the warbling gait of August usually
With those sour dough winds on quicksilver air

Copyright Kkh 8/31/11

JL
Member Ascendant

since 2004-04-01

Posts 6128
Texas, USA

1 posted 2011-08-31 09:46 PM

"As is the warbling gait of August usually
With those sour dough winds on quicksilver air
The time has come to catch a cricket match
In morning cool, Autumn twirls my hair"

I can visualize this.
The air is unpredictable for sure; swirling around one moment, almost calm another.
Terrific write This Diamond...

JL

Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself.
Maranatha!

ebonygirl
Member Elite

since 2011-07-14

Posts 2000
California U.S.A

2 posted 2011-08-31 11:14 PM

Enjoyed your poem Diamond,
Ms. E

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

3 posted 2011-09-01 05:09 AM

quote:
Reminds me of the smell of sunshine
Strung across the yard like notes of a song

I can hear this song and I vibrate in unison with your wonderful words, dear TD!

Wonderful surprise to find you in here with your excellence to bring deep pleasure.

Love,
Margherita

Goldenrose
Member Elite

since 2003-05-30

Posts 3665

4 posted 2011-09-01 05:51 AM

Such a calming poem, an end of season view of the inevitable change to come..

This poem ''reads'' very well too, a sure sign it is one to savour, thank you for your words...

Goldenrose.

Friendship is Love without his wings. Lord Byron.

ThisDiamond
Member Rara Avis

since 2002-02-22

Posts 9353
Michigan, USA

5 posted 2011-09-01 08:50 AM

Thanks for reading folks. Nice to be back writing again.

Sunshine

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Member Empyrean

since 1999-06-25

Posts 63354
Listening to every heart

6 posted 2011-09-01 01:08 PM

Kathleen, welcome home!

Such a lovely read...and the cricket match...
perfect for this time of year!

BluesSerenade
Member Patricius

since 2001-10-23

Posts 10549
By the Seaside

7 posted 2011-09-01 06:04 PM

Love your style, glad to see you still got it!! Although I knew you would.

Great to read you here, TD~

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