381st Virtual Poetry Circle
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Welcome to the 381st Virtual Poetry Circle!
Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.
Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s book suggested.
Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here.
Today’s poem is from Robert Patinson:
Autumn Leaving
The colours of the trees have changed the landscape palette rearranged. Rains have come in slanting bands and winds arrive to rock the lands. The hedgehog moves to hibernate and birds fly south to migrate.
The orange leaves begin to curl the winds and rain now mix and whirl. Grass beside the roads turns brown the leaves from all the trees fall down. The skies turn grey the air grows cold Winter's on its way were told.
What do you think?