Wednesday, November 8, 2017

Flamboyant


Flamboyant

Fall is the time when the trees become
like your eccentric Great-Aunt Irene.
One day: conservative, quiet, sedate,
dressed in a dignified, dark green.

The next: crazy, wild, inhibitions gone,
parading around, making a scene.
Flamboyant in yellow, orange, and red.
Life's too short to always wear green.

22 comments:

  1. Oh good! You're back! What a wonderful descriptive poem; you've captured fall just right!

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  2. your words are a treat for the eyes, as well as worthy of a chuckle. Great Aunt Irene - what a hoot! Perfect!!

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  3. Hi Connie and welcome back. I love this poem which reminds me of Great Aunt Frances! lol
    I always think of all the leaves you had to rake at your last home!

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    1. Yes! We did have a lot to rake there!!

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  4. That's a great analogy (or simile, metaphor - I'm not sure on the correct terminology). Life is definitely too short for green all year long.
    It's nice to see your art again, Connie. I've missed you.
    Take care.

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  5. Fun poem. But soon the trees will be naked... what about Irene?

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    1. Hahaha! :) Good point. You never know what Irene might do.

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  6. Hi Connie, so glad to read this poem and welcome back to the blog world. Hope your jury time as an interesting experience.

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  7. HA! Yes, life's too short to only wear one color.

    Welcome back! I hope you enjoyed your jury duty. I've only had it for a week at a time, which I enjoyed. Two months? Whew! That's quite a stretch.

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  8. Olá, lindas cores outonais. Bom fim de semana. Cumprimentos.

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    1. Hello, Sandra! Thank you for visiting and commenting here. :)

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  9. Beautiful photo and a nice descriptive poem

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  10. Connie, it is so good to see you back... I love the words you write in this poem about how colorful this time of the year is... fall is one of my favorite time of the year... I just wish it didn't turn into winter... until that time happens, I plan to enjoy all the gorgeous colors xox

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  11. Hi Connie, good to have your back, missed your wonderful words to put my days at ease. Linda's comment made me chuckle... Hugs, lj

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  12. I'm glad you made it through jury duty- never fun for me. Love the pretty colors in the tree and always love your poetry. Have a great day!

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  13. Connie, Stopping by to wish you and yours a nice Thanksgiving next week. I have a special art offer on my blog if you have a chance to visit.

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  14. Cute little poem. Love the brilliant fall colors.

    Blessings~

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    1. Hello! Thank you for visiting here and commenting. :-)

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  15. Hi Connie, Like Robyn, I'm not sure if your poem is a metaphor or an analogy, but it's very creative and beautifully written! Hope your jury duty went well. I would love to hear about your experience. Sorry you had to serve on such a long trial.

    Julie

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  16. I always love fall colors...

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    1. Hello krishna! Thank you for your visit and comment.

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  17. oh wow - i love this! such a cute poem.

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