The Seasons

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Fall
the leaves
on the the trees
are changing.
instead of
bright luscious
green
is
red
orange and yellow.
they
(the leaves)
make their
annual
trip to
the ground.
Winter
soft, small
a white wonderland
envelopes
the sleepy Earth
sweet dreams!
Spring
still groggy
with dew
the flowers
awaken.
Summer
hot and humid
children play.
Old men
and women
water
the flowers
and take care of them
like
their own children
throughout the day.
"You may not be educated well in the areas of etiquette and the like as a princess, but you do throw some bashing good parties!"
Not all princesses are pink sparkles.
Exhibit A




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First off, I like it! It's very interestingly formatted and written. There's only a few things that don't work.
they
(the leaves)
make their
annual
trip to
the ground.
We know it's the leaves, you don't have to explain it.
and take care of them
When I read this aloud, it seemed too long, disturbing the beat of the poem, compared to the words before it. Shorten it! :thud:
hot and humid children play.
For some reason, these lines seem very awkward to me. It seems as though it would be better if it was: In the heat, children play. Also, if you click ENTER, and go one line down, there still needs to be punctuations, if they're necessary in that spot. Treat the poem as though it is all on one line, if that makes any sense. Keep Writing!!! :mrgreen:
And the angel said unto him, “stop hitting yourself, stop hitting yourself.” But lo, he could not stop, for the angel was hitting him with his own hands.




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the shortness of the lines makes the poem kind of hard and annoying to read because they're so choppy, maybe you could lengthen them up a bit. but thats just my opnion. and i agree with vasticity that you don't need to explain the leaves thing. anyway it was a good poem just hard to read :D




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Hey, I like this. It's a charming poem, and I like how you took a a cliched subject matter for a poem (a lot of people write about nature and the seasons), and made it your own. You've got some nice word choice here, and all around I just felt good after reading. I don't know what it is, necessarily, but it was a very good poem and I couldn't really find anything wrong with it! PM me if you have questions.

-Elinor

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-- Walt Disney



The idea that a poem was a made thing stayed with me, and I decided then that I wanted to be an artist, not just a diarist. So I put myself through a kind of apprenticeship in writing poetry, and I understood even then that my practice as a poet was deeply related to my reading.
— Edward Hirsch