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We are all slaves to the seasons ... (Form: Triquint) |
| Subservient ** Image ID #1600191 Unavailable ** Seasonal patchwork, colors abound, dropped from trees, gaudily crowned. Nature's arms surround, I am bound. Fall. Myriad textures litter the ground. Farewell message, most profound. Nature's arms surround, I am bound. Pall. Greens of summer now wilted and browned. Soon winds of winter will hound. Nature's arms surround, I am bound. Thrall. Notes An entry for Round 22 "Invalid Item" pall – anything that covers, shrouds, or overspreads, esp. with darkness or gloom. thrall – a person who is in bondage; slave. Prompt: Image Form: Triquint, a poem for created by Sylvia A. Feeley, which consists of 3 verses, 5 lines each. Lines 3 and 4 of verse 1 (Refrain) repeat in verses 2 and 3. The syllable count for each stanza is 9, 7, 5, 3, 1 and has an aaAAb rhyme scheme. Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise Ken |