poe-a-tree hop 10-11

This week on the Poe-a-tree hop the theme or prompt is about the change in seasons, what is your favorite season? Summer, fall, spring or winter, how do you feel about the change of seasons? write your poem, story, or photo essay , and post add your link , have fun.

“Mothers Whim”

There is a lady out there

With stars in her hair

Season change

What to where

A bridal gown of white

A Sunday floral breezy and light

A flowing dress of green

A coat shade of gold

Sumer days winter nights

Harvest moon spring time tune

 Do lover swoon

Under the glow of the moon

Winter lover snowy kiss

Lucid universe brilliants laugh

Breezing smolder women’s perfume haunts seer blush

Wet dance iced fever not question more

Poetry’s soft baby girl squirm fever on ice

Decay moist kiss wet dance too

But haunting blush decay no I ask softy

Muddle of question at more think more not

Lucent universe brilliants laugh

Women’s perfume haunts seer blush

Is this to be?

A Mother’s whim

Thank you and God bless

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